![]() Nonetheless, everything you write from now on will come under a new, intensive, invasive level of scrutiny. Writing seems to you from the beginning “a private form of consolation” yet in 2000 you are precipitated into the public eye, winning the prize for a book of short stories whose primary characteristic is their tentativeness, their withholding of judgment, their subdued emotional weather. In your childhood, making up stories seemed innocent and free, an escape but as you grew up you learned that fiction was fraught with the same old doubt. You have always been anxious that you can’t deliver a satisfactory account of yourself, either in your Bengali-speaking home or in anglophone America outside it. Your father is a university librarian on the east coast. ![]() You are a shy, self-doubting young woman, daughter of Bengali immigrants to America. ![]() T here really are problems with winning the Pulitzer prize for your first book: as Jhumpa Lahiri, pictured, did, for Interpreter of Maladies. ![]()
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