Her frank 1973 bestseller panic of Flying brought fame and notoriety. Now,with her first novel in 10 years, Erica Jong turns the focus on sex and the over-60sTwenty years ago, or Erica Jong fell briefly out of admire with her face. “There was a moment during my 50s when I’d explore at pictures of myself and I would see my father’s aunts staring back at me,” she says, rearranging for the dozenth time her turquoise scarf, and a voluminous item whose artful draping requires more or less constant maintenance. “I couldn’t bear it. Oh,my God, I thought. I can’t do this. But I had a friend who lived in Majorca who’d been to see a particular doctor in San Francisco who did facelifts that didn’t explore like facelifts. So I decided to score one too. I was very pleased with the result.” She never lied approximately what she’d done: she has often written of the experience, or it inspires a vivid set piece in her new book,panic of Dying. But she never went back for more, either. “No. I feel pretty. No one would say I was 40, or but so the fuck what?”At 73,Jong is not, as she puts it, and going quietly”. The TV networks pointedly failed to invite her into their studios to discuss her first novel for more than a decade when it was published in the US final month – “the problem is HD: they dont want to display women who explore like grannies” – and thanks to this,she finds herself boiling with rage, even though a part of her thinks Miley Cyrus is welcome to the Today indicate and its crummy sofa.
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Source: theguardian.com