"Her writing life began in her early 20s in , where she and her first husband, Paul Carter, were part of the folk scene. The and her early novels are set against a landscape more postwar than pop, of derelict houses and bombsites turning to waste ground. The first, ', came out in 1966. Two more followed, establishing her as a promising writer, albeit not one likely to prop up the literary establishment. Shy, with a slight stammer, she veered from gauche to wildly outspoken. After a reading by in 1968 she buttonholed AS Byatt, who recalled: “This very disagreeable woman stomped up to me and she said, ‘My name’s Angela Carter … and I wanted to stop and tell you that the sort of thing you’re doing is no good at all.’” The “sort of thing” she meant was the in which “people drink tea and commit adultery”."