Erica Jong鈥攏ovelist, poet, and essayist鈥攈as consistently used her craft to help provide women with a powerful and rational voice in forging a feminist consciousness. She has published 21 books, including eight novels, six volumes of poetry, six books of non-fiction and numerous articles in magazines and newspapers such as the New York Times, the Sunday Times of London, Elle, Vogue, and the New York Times Book Review.
In her groundbreaking first novel, Fear of Flying (which has sold twenty-six million copies in more than forty languages), she introduced Isadora Wing, who also plays a central part in three subsequent novels鈥�How to Save Your Own Life, Parachutes and Kisses, and Any Woman's Blues. In her three historical novels鈥�Fanny, Shylock's Daughter, and Sappho's Leap鈥攕he demonstrates her mastery of eighteenth-century British literature, the verses of Shakespeare, and ancient Greek lyric, respectively. A memoir of her life as a writer, Seducing the Demon: Writing for My Life, came out in March 2006. It was a national bestseller in the US and many other countries. Erica鈥檚 latest book, Sugar in My Bowl, is an anthology of women writing about sex, has been recently released in paperback.
Erica Jong was honored with the United Nations Award for Excellence in Literature. She has also received Poetry magazine's Bess Hokin Prize, also won by W.S. Merwin and Sylvia Plath. In France, she received the Deauville Award for Literary Excellence and in Italy, she received the Sigmund Freud Award for Literature. The City University of New York awarded Ms. Jong an honorary PhD at the College of Staten Island.
Her works have appeared all over the world and are as popular in Eastern Europe, Japan, China, and other Asian countries as they have been in the United States and Western Europe. She has lectured, taught and read her work all over the world.
A graduate of Barnard College and Columbia University's Graduate Faculties where she received her M.A. in 18th Century English Literature, Erica Jong also attended Columbia's graduate writing program where she studied poetry with Stanley Kunitz and Mark Strand. In 2007, continuing her long-standing relationship with the university, a large collection of Erica鈥檚 archival material was acquired by Columbia University鈥檚 Rare Book & Manuscript Library, where it will be available to graduate and undergraduate students. Ms. Jong plans to teach master classes at Columbia and also advise the Rare Book Library on the acquisition of other women writers鈥� archives.
Calling herself 鈥渁 defrocked academic,鈥� Ms. Jong has partly returned to her roots as a scholar. She has taught at Ben Gurion University in Israel, Bennington College in the US, Breadloaf Writers鈥� Conference in Vermont and many other distinguished writing programs and universities. She loves to teach and lecture, though her skill in these areas has sometimes crowded her writing projects. 鈥淎s long as I am communicating the gift of literature, I鈥檓 happy,鈥� Jong says. A poet at heart, Ms. Jong believes that words can save the world.
I haven't read any of Jong's other books and I don't know I'd want to. Probably a strange thing to do; read her memoir of sorts and not really have idea of who she is or what she's written but recently I was going through my bookshelves and was disgusted at how many books I own that I haven't yet read. Jong's "Fear of Fifty" being one of them. So before I get to read one of my tasty new books that are sitting on my nightstand, I had to force myself to read one of the neglected ones on my shelves, so I read this.
I did agree with most of what she had to say, and some of it made me giggle or nod my head with glee. Things such as, "Men are very simple creatures. Feed 'em, fuck 'em, but withhold the keys to the castle. Territorial to the core, they're sweetest when they don't park their shoes under the bed." She screwed a lot of dudes, got what she wanted and sent them home to their wives. I dig that. Or maybe I dig her admtting that.
Anyway, I'm one page from finishing and she mentions something about taking pills "last year" to curb her appetite and lose weight. I wish I'd read more of her inner tortures and failings instead of having to hear about who's she was banging or how much she loves writing, blah blah, I neglected my daughter to write, I love writing, I would die without writing, I am a writer hear me roar. Boring. And I hate her poetry, it's shit. I wish she hadn't peppered her boring text with her sappy lame poems, it hurt my head. Jong, you aren't Nin, or anywhere near being anyone of that calibre. Thank fuck you didn't call yourself "Erica Orlando" as threatened in the pages of this book, I would have disliked you even more. I mean, love or hate Woolf but she was still ten times the tortured genius that Jong is.
But she's sometimes funny, like when she brought her daughter Molly home, she writes that her dog "Poochkin left turds of outrage in the corners of every room." Turds of outrage! That's some funny shit right there. Maybe I'd had too many wines when I underlined that with an ecstatically, wobbly line but still. Turds of outrage! Poochkin, you're my hero!
She seemed a bit vapid, self-obsessed and high-and-mighty. She name dropped. She thought everything was a phallic symbol (pens, drawings of snakes, the list goes on), she talked about "fatties" condescendingly. If I could be arsed, I'd write a more critical analysis but as it stands, she rubbed me the wrong way for too many little reasons. This review is as shallow as her shitty memoir. What am I trying to say.
I think she wanted to be a tortured genius artist/poet/writer and just kind of failed. Is this too harsh a judgment considering I've never read her other books? Regardless, her memoir sucked so I'm judging her on that. == I like memoirs but tend to only fall in love when the person is actually interesting. Or genuinely fucked up. Or has something unique to say. Jong failed in all regards.
The four months before my fiftieth birthday I spent in what would be our new home, alone. And not only alone in the sense of being the only one living in the house, but also in the sense of human life around me, for our new home lies deep in the forest in a tiny village of (now 8, (but then 5). No shops, no restaurants, no cinema, no trappings of 'civilization', or at least not without driving an hour and a quarter or more. My goals were two-fold: Could I survive in such an environment, and could I learn the language?
I am happy to say 'yes' to both. Not that it wasn't difficult at times, scary, depressing, lonely, but I could stand my own company, and not only survive but thrive. And I got the language.
Due to a mix-up at the airport, I could only take about a third of stuff I had packed for such a venture. The hurried reorganization of everything resulted in flying underwear (and the loss of my coat just before traveling to the far north in mid-winter, but that's a story for another time), but the book chosen for this epic period of my life Fear of Fifty manage to get on board.
Amazingly, I didn't fear the coming half century. Crossing the thirty mark was far more difficult. My fortieth my partner made fun by throwing a completely unusual party and instigating a tradition: doing something new and different each birthday, especially the decade ones. So I didn't fear the up-coming Five-O but I brought the book just in case there was something I should know or learn from it.
My notes from that reading, the spring of 2007 in my tiny village, goes like this: Not always easy to get through, but well, WELL worth the effort.
Skimming it for this review seven years later, I discovered I had marked a lot (and I mean A LOT) of passages, most of which I still find relevant. I have added them to my quotes if anyone is interested. The odd thing I did find is that although Jong and I are technically in the same 'generation' -- i.e., Baby Boomers, we come from different ends of the spectrum, thus explaining our very different life experiences. By the time I reached adulthood, many more doors were open and I didn't see marriage as my only option. I still don't though I have been married twice, both long-term. The four-month period mentioned at the beginning of this review, confirmed for me that I can if I must live happily on my own. Marriage is a choice, I am happy to say.
But what about the book? Jong is much less whiny in this than in Fear of Flying, much more mature, as one would expect. I found the tone a relief. She is somewhat repetitive, but again not nearly as much so as in Fear of Flying, again a relief. There is so much to be gained by reading this book or even in skimming it to revisit passages, that I would recommend it to anyone.
I would have to agree with Susan Cheever that this is the best book about being a woman I have ever read. I seem to be devouring the memoirs of women of a certain age, as they keep me from total panic over my impending birthday. Here's a little nugget I liked:
Part of us wants to love like the goddesses-- coldly and capriciously. Part of us owes allegiance to Kali, eating her lover and attaching his skull to her waist. Part of us wants to love like Juno, scooping up mortal men, toying with them, then letting them go, turning them, in parting, into caves for the sea to crash through, great phallic stones, or even, if we are merciful, swine. Part of us wants to be Athena and Diana--who need no lovers, who have intellect and marksmanship instead.
Funny, heartbreaking, honest and extremely well-written.
One of the BEST BOOKS written by a feminist! I couldnt put this book down. It is easy reading, and very warm and candid. Erica Jong writes beautifully. All GIRLS must read it. It is that good. (Dont go by the title and classify it as something our mothers or women nearing/over fifty should read.)
I love Erica Jong's Fear of Flying. (one of my all time favorites) This book had a lot of info and a lot going on. At times, it was hard to follow the author's train of thought. I ended up skimming. I do really enjoy her thoughts on mid-life, independence, and not looking for a partner or significant other to fulfill you. Good stuff, just a longish book.
My copy of Jong's first memoir is completely highlighted in pink because so much of what she says echoes my own experience. On page 13 she describes the effect of emotional tyranny in her life, "No complaints. Everyone needs something to shape a complicated character. Tyranny was the forcethat crteated my love of liberty, my identification with the underdog, my passion for the rights of man-and woman."
She also says, "We (women) must learn to be whole creatures in order to make women's freedom a nateural part of our society. It is up to us to claim that territory. men cannot do it for us. It is not their mountain to climb. We must learn to love and support each other without demanding ideological conformity"
The book is also an easy fun read full of interesting stories about coming of age in the feminist culture of the late 60's and early 70"s.
With any luck, Jong will do Sashaying Toward Seventy. I found in my journal the word "sprezzatura" which means making the difficult look easy, and I know it's from this book.
Also: "...past fifty, we learn with surprise and a sense of suicidal absolution, that what we intended and failed, could never have happened." by Robert Lowell ~ "For Sheridan".
I just love her! She is very funny and quick-witted. I've been reading this book decades before I even reach the big 50 but as I read it year after year or every few years, I always find something relatable that's fresh and new to me
Fear of Fifty 鈥� A Midlife Memoir is a treasure, a gift to my 50-something-year-old self.
Erica Jong told about her 50-year-old self 鈥� the struggles, the balancing act, the feelings, the parenting, the men, the adventures, and the poems. Through her words, I gathered insights, advice, stories and encouragement, kind of like peering through the peephole on the door to an even richer mid-life.
Fear of Fifty is a gem, a loving guidebook to other women.
While testing out for the first time adobe ebook downloads via library checkout, I grabbed this one, and now I'm reading it. Downloaded (free) Bluefire reader app, and can now read all adobe ebooks on the ipad.
The book itself was appealing in terms of book references, authorly quotes, wee bits of gossip concerning unlikely ones and other tidbits, which brings it up to a 3-star review.
I am late coming to this book party seeing that it was written twenty five years ago. Erica is a terrific writer whom I don't always agree with but still enjoy her views. Turning fifty and figuring out how you now fit into a society that values youth is tough for all. Erica managed it with style, grace, and lots of sex. I appreciate her candidness and enjoyed everything I read.
It was really fun to read this book immediately after reading Fear of Flying, and get the story behind the story. A rich and leisurely autobiography by a gifted writer dedicated to her work. She was born in 1942, and this was published in 1994.
I read this book, but I honestly don't remember it well. Unfortunately, I seem to have forgotten most of the Jong books I've read and I'm not sure why. Does anyone have similar problems with authors?
some good parts but too much ranting on social issues from skewed feminist perspective I am a feminist but Erica is pushing the poor oppressed rich and successful me envelope
I bought this book at Women & Kids First during a time in my life I would rather not remember. Meeting her in person for the first time is my only wonderful memory from that epoch.