Tag: Memory

• February 20, 2012

  ‘I arrived a bit early…’: How Susan made it to Chinatown

  On Tuesday night in the hours before the rain came, she’d brought Sigrid Nunez’s Sempre Susan: A Memoir of Susan Sontag over to my place (to read part 1 of the story, go here or simply look one column over to your right) and placed it on the orange chest next to my copies of Seneca’s letters…