Faulkner found his audience after world war two. Like many of his early works, it did not sell particularly well. He dated her as a teen ager, and then he would go on to have some extra merital affairs.
My podcast is a fish. Faulkner's 1930 modernist "tour de force" (his words) takes one family's journey to bury its matriarch and splinters it into over a dozen increasingly-disjointed perspectives. The book's structure and characters are memorable but boy howdy are they difficult.