Born Angela Olive Stalker in Eastbourne, in 1940, Carter was evacuated as a child to live in Yorkshire with her maternal grandmother. As a teenager she battled anorexia. She began work as a journalist on the Croydon Advertiser, following in the footsteps of her father. Carter attended the University of Bristol where she studied English literature.
She married twice, first in 1960 to Paul Carter. They divorced after twelve years. In 1969 Angela Carter used the proceeds of her Somerset Maugham Award to leave her husband and relocate for two years to Tokyo, Japan, where she claims in Nothing Sacred (1982) that she "learnt what it is to be a woman and became radicalised." She wrote about her experiences there in articles for New Society and a collection of short stories, Fireworks: Nine Profane Pieces (1974), and evidence of her experiences in Japan can also be seen in The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman (1972). She was there at the same time as Roland Barthes, who published his experiences in Empire of Signs (1970).
She then explored the United States, Asia, and Europe, helped by her fluency in French and German. She spent much of the late 1970s and 1980s as a writer in residence at universities, including the University of Sheffield, Brown University, the University of Adelaide, and the University of East Anglia. In 1977 Carter married Mark Pearce, with whom she had one son.
As well as being a prolific writer of fiction, Carter contributed many articles to The Guardian, The Independent and New Statesman, collected in Shaking a Leg. She adapted a number of her short stories for radio and wrote two original radio dramas on Richard Dadd and Ronald Firbank. Two of her fictions have been adapted for the silver screen: The Company of Wolves (1984) and The Magic Toyshop (1987). She was actively involved in both film adaptations, her screenplays are published in the collected dramatic writings, The Curious Room, together with her radio scripts, a libretto for an opera of Virginia Wolf's Orlando, an unproduced screenplay entitled The Christchurch Murders (based on the same true story as Peter Jackson's Heavenly Creatures) and other works. These neglected works, as well as her controversial television documentary, The Holy Family Album, are discussed in Charlotte Crofts' book, Anagrams of Desire (2003).
At the time of her death, Carter was embarking on a sequel to Charlotte Brontë's Jane Eyre based on the later life of Jane's stepdaughter, Adèle Varens. However, only a synopsis survives.
Her novel Nights at the Circus won the 1984 James Tait Black Memorial Prize for literature.
Angela Carter died aged 51 in 1992 at her home in London after developing lung cancer. Her obituary published in The Observer said, "She was the opposite of parochial. Nothing, for her, was outside the pale: she wanted to know about everything and everyone, and every place and every word. She relished life and language hugely, and reveled in the diverse."
I just love Angela Carter's works, they are both so playful and make me sit and think. They have a flow to them I rarely see and they are definitely something unique. Sadly I find it difficult to find her works, think I've borrowed everything from the library system and read the only two available on my book app. Someday I'll buy some of her works but at the moment my budget isn't letting me
This is the only very slightly bawdy story of a cat and his master and it is definitely not without a good amount of humour. When his master falls in love, the cat becomes seriously worried about the end of their happy life and comes up with a plan (or two) ...
Naklada Jesenski i Turk Zagreb, 2015. Prevela Senka Galenić Izvorno objavljeno 1979. u sklopu zbirka novela i priča "Krvava odaja". Jezik je vrhunski, sočan, aktualizirajući, otkačen i ironičan. Galenić je savršeno prevela i ovu novelu. Sadržaj je tekođer otkačen. Podtekst je novoatička komedija, odnosno talijanska renesansna komedija. Zakjubljeni mladić, zaljubljena djevojka, čangrizava i zločesta stara baba koja ne želi da joj se kći spetlja s likom. Zvuči dosta izlizano, no na kraju sve postaje kinky, elementi pornografije su prisutni. Postmodernistička obrada "Mačka u čizmama". Preporučam! ¡Hasta luego!
En verkligt egendomlig och annorlunda twist på den klassiska berättelsen om Mästerkatten i stövlar.
Författarens språk tar med läsaren på en tidlös resa genom kärlekens och sagornas land, som känns lite som en overklig dröm (kan bero på att jag läste den i en enda sittning). I novellens anda är boken lite suddig. Man får se allting genom kattens perspektiv, vilket leder till att man inte riktigt får ett fast grepp om tid och rum. Det gör ingenting! Det underliga och oklara är en stor del av vad som gör alla noveller, och speciellt den här, till sådana mästerverk som de är.
Den här novellen är verkligen inte för alla, men de som känner igen sig i den eller någonsin har känt en längtan efter någonting de aldrig kan få, kommer att kunna uppskatta boken. Det är inte en upplevelse, utan ett konstverk.