Scott Bradfield

The lonely passions of Carson McCullers

McCullers’s acclaimed first novel, written when she was 23, drew her into the orbit of several female writers with whom she fell in love – but it was never reciprocated for long

Carson McCullers, photographed in 1940, at the time of the publication of The Heart is a Lonely Hunter [Getty Images]

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