I just read Fear of Flying by Erica Jong, which was republished 40 years after it originally came out.
Apparently a big sensation in 1973, Isadora Wing, the protagonist travels all through Europe having sex with many different men, fantasizing about even more men, while freely and openly exploring her sexuality and talking about it.
I found her to be whiny, spoiled and totally annoying. Is this the picture of a feminist? She can't imagine spending one second without a man. I suppose the book seemed quite revolutionary in the early 70's, today it feels dated and not worth the time spent reading it.
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