Parul Sehgal is a book critic at The New York Times. She was previously a columnist and senior editor at The New York Times Book Review. Her work has appeared in the Atlantic, Slate, Bookforum, The New Yorker, Tin House, and The Literary Review, among other publications, and she was awarded the Nona Balakian Award from the National Book Critics Circle for her criticism. She has been aContinue reading
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On Daphne Du Maurier, by Parul Sehgal, The New York Times, July 6, 2017 Few writers have watched and captured women with such conspicuous pleasure as du Maurier — the way they walk and wear coats and unscrew their earrings. The way they pin up their hair and stub out their cigarettes; the way theyContinue reading “Older Work”
By Parul Sehgal, the Atlantic, July/August 2017 To so confidently believe oneself to be on the right side of history is risky—for a writer especially. In that balmy glow of self-regard, complacency can easily take root. And good prose demands a measure of self-doubt—the worry that nags at a writer, that forces her to doubleContinue reading “Arundhati Roy’s Fascinating Mess”
By Parul Sehgal, The New York Times Book Review, June 2, 2017 As a child, Leonora Carrington — painter, fabulist, incorrigible eccentric — developed the disconcerting ability to write backward with her left hand while writing forward with her right. This trick did not go over well with English convent school nuns.
By Parul Sehgal, Bookforum, June 1, 2017 For years a rumor circulated that she’d set up a camera to record her suicide, to shoot her as she lay, “crunched up” in her bathtub, in the medical examiner’s words, wrists sliced to the tendons. Fear was part of what Arbus was seeking, even if she didn’tContinue reading “Click Bait: On Diane Arbus”
By Parul Sehgal, The New York Times Book Review, April 6, 2017 This spiny, scary story of moral decline, crisply plotted and no thicker than my thumb, has been heralded as the finest Indian novel in a decade. Read more here
By Parul Sehgal, The New York Times Book Review, March 27, 2017 A strange thing about novels is how often, and strenuously, they proclaim the dangers of novel-reading.
By Parul Sehgal, The New York Times Book Review, June 30, 2016
By Parul Sehgal, The New York Times Magazine, May 5, 2016 FOR MOST OF her life, Virginia Woolf suffered from what she called “looking-glass shame,” an aversion to seeing herself in mirrors. She wrote about it late in her career, not long before her suicide, recalling that the trouble began with one particular mirror. ItContinue reading “The Forced Heroism of the ‘Survivor’”