Susan Sontag was bored at 36
August 6, 2012 § Leave a comment
Her son says somewhere in his book about her (I think it is her son… or was it her adolescent lover? My notes are not to hand, I can’t check) that by the age 36 she has read everything worth reading and thought she had her life behind her and nothing to look forward to. I seem to have reached that stage about 10 years later in my life — but then, I have devoted a decade to the study of some art forms Susan Sontag probably did not study. The end result is the same.