The bestselling writer was responsible for 723 books of romantic fiction during her lifetime, and a further 160 are to be posthumously published. But nothing she wrote was quite as lurid as her own lifeName: Barbara Cartland.Age: How dare you! A lady never tells. But, by appearances, anywhere from 60 to 302 years old. Though obituaries decided on 98 when she died in 2000.Appearance: You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.Ah, go on! A meringue covered in chalk, topped with white candy floss, given spiders for eyes and wrapped in pink chiffon.She sounds like a great English eccentric. That she was, sir, that she was. And a prolific novelist to boot.Really? The Joyce Carol Oates of her day. Umm, in a sense. Though Cartland specialised in romantic fiction in which men were men, women were virgins and the plot was nugatory. She published 723 books in her lifetime and sold, she claimed, 750m copies altogether.Ye Gods! But if this indefatigable lady finally became fatigable in 2000, why is she in the news now? Because, thanks to a new distribution agreement, the whole oeuvre, including the 160 manuscripts she left behind at her death (103 of which can be accessed …read more

Via: The Guardian | Books