![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() So Carson went home, and Reeves stayed in North Carolina. Their new marriage was already starting to disintegrate. Reeves had cheated on her with one of her friends, Nancy, which he told her their first night together. Carson and Reeves had never quite reached a level of comfort with physical intimacy. The would come in and slap her, the mother would cry.” Carson was living in one of her own grotesque fictions. In the room next door to me there was a sick child, an idiot, who bawled all day. She describes her new marriage as “happy,” but says that she was left alone in a house “divided into little rabbit warrens with plywood partitions, and only one toilet to serve ten or more people. Reeves was working as a credit salesman, though he rarely came home with any money, and Carson stayed in their shitty apartment all day, trying to write but unable to hear herself think over all the fighting next door. In Carson’s words, “I must say that in all of his talk of wanting to be a writer, I never saw one single line he’d ever written except his letters.” ![]() There is no evidence to suggest even remotely that this might be the case. Reeves, a writer who never wrote, was credited by numerous critics and reviewers throughout Carson’s life as the “real” Carson McCullers, the writer behind her books. Reeves later claimed that during that time he wrote a collection of essays, but no one saw his work. Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.Ĭarson and Reeves moved to North Carolina, first Charlotte, then Fayetteville, soon after they married. ![]()
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