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Tanaïs (photo: Hassan Sayed) |
Tanaïs (née Tanwi Nandini Islam) is a multidisciplinary artist, novelist, memoirist, and perfumer. They are the author of In Sensorium: Notes for My People, which won the Kirkus Prize for Nonfiction and offers an alternative history of South Asia through the lens of scent. Their queer coming-of-age debut novel, Bright Lines, was a finalist for the Center for Fiction First Novel Prize, the Edmund White Award for Debut Fiction, and the Brooklyn Eagles Literary Prize. They studied at Vassar College and Brooklyn College, and founded the independent artisan perfume house Studio Tanaïs. Their writing and perfumes have been featured in Vogue, Vogue India, Elle, Harper's Bazaar, the Cut, the Nation, and more. Stellar Smoke (Dutton, October 20, 2026) is their hypnotically original and lush speculative novel about family secrets and the mother-daughter bond across generations.
Handsell readers your book:
Stellar Smoke is a speculative novel in which I imagine a future where an artificial intelligence interrogates the very nature of love, life, death, and consciousness through the primordial mother-daughter bond. The book explores the delicate, oft dangerous terrain of family secrets and generational wounds, and the tension between a technological afterlife and our sensual, messy humanness.
On your nightstand now:
Crocodilopolis by John Manuel Arias and Uprising by Tahmima Anam. The way that Arias wields language with such wisdom, such poetry, is mesmerizing. I've been savoring each chapter. Anam is an incredibly innovative and daring writer, and I can't wait to dive into this novel about a floating brothel of the coast of Bangladesh.
Favorite book when you were a child:
Amy Tan's The Joy Luck Club, Scott O'Dell's Island of the Blue Dolphins, Mario Puzo's The Godfather. Mothers and daughters, islands, family sagas, taboo, New York City, the mob. Apart from the last one (don't count it out just yet!) these themes have been recurring in my own work, and these are books that I inhaled in a few sittings. Deeply realized characters grappling with alienation, surviving against all odds, and hustling drew me in at a young age because I identified with feeling untranslatable as an artist.
Your top five authors:
Toni Morrison, Kiese Laymon, Arundhati Roy, Elena Ferrante, Gabriel García Márquez.
These are the authors I return to over and over again to remind me what reading brilliant writing does for the spirit. Writing that dances between the sacred and profane, writing that radiates swag and compassion, writing that holds in every sentence eons of history and longing and the aftermath of unimaginable horror. Writing that pierces through illusion, straight to your heart.
Book you've faked reading:
Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy. Look, I read a nice chunk of this book during my M.F.A. years at Brooklyn College, but to say I wasn't a McCarthy fan would be sacrilege in that environment. I did recommend the book to my husband, who loved it, so there's that.
Books you're an evangelist for:
Magical/Realism: Essays on Music, Memory, Fantasy, and Borders by Vanessa Angélica Villarreal and When We Were Sisters by Fatimah Asghar.
As a fiction and nonfiction writer myself, I always turn to poets for inspiration. Poets have the deepest souls, a great range across genres. Villarreal is one of the most brilliant minds alive, her every thought illuminates the human condition, and her devotion to uncovering the interwoven nature of pleasure, fantasy, the cruelty and falsehood of borders, is so very important.
Asghar moves between poetry, fiction, film, and her debut novel floored me with its heart-wrenching portrayal of Muslim sisters who brave the world without their parents. There is so much eternal truth in this book.
Book you bought for the cover:
Perfume by Patrick Süskind, Folio Society hardcover edition. It's gold foil and ecru, in a sort of psychedelic pattern with a woman hurtling through space in the middle. It's perfect.
Book you hid from your parents:
Flowers in the Attic. Basically the entire V.C. Andrews oeuvre. They had no clue that this book wasn't about actual flowers, or florists, or anything remotely close to the sordid abuse in those pages!
Book that changed your life:
Feminism Is for Everybody by bell hooks
Read this in my very first Women's Studies class at Vassar, which not only decided my major but also gave me new language to understand liberation, solidarity, and consciousness. Black feminist theory is the blueprint.
Favorite line from a book:
"They shoot the white girl first." --Toni Morrison, Paradise. This line is so irreverent, dangerous, and potent. This line made me think, Oh, we can say anything when we write. That's what it means to write free.
Five books you'll never part with:
Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison: I have a signed copy which my mom procured from a client at her bank, who happened to be Toni Morrison's house painter.
Women in Concert: An Anthology of Bengali Muslim Women's Writings, 1904-1938, edited by Shaheen Akhtar and Moushumi Bhowmik, translated by Stree: This collection of writing by Bengali Muslim women in pre-partitioned India made me realize fully that there is no such thing as being the first; there are always hidden figures and foremothers who've imagined the world we wish we had. It's our duty to read them, find them, and share their work; and this book was with me as I wrote my memoir, In Sensorium: Notes for My People.
The Autobiography of Malcolm X, as told to Alex Haley: I always return to Malcolm X when I need to remember the sanctity and necessity of rage against injustice. For me, as a young femme raised Muslim in the U.S., I felt the revolutionary power of his words, his willingness to change, and his refusal to bend to the forces set to destroy him. This book taught me how much it costs to live a life of truth.
The Heart of the Buddha's Teaching by Thich Nhat Hanh: As I deepen my Buddhist practice, I find the clarity and beautiful wisdom of Hanh's teachings to be centering.
Orientalism by Edward Said: Forever indebted to this book for being intrinsic to my lifelong process of decolonization, of remembering the patramyth of European and American superiority is built on the labor, resources, minds, hearts, and bodies of people whose lands were--and continue to be--colonized.
Book you most want to read again for the first time:
White Teeth by Zadie Smith. This was the first time I'd encountered diasporic Bangladeshi characters in English fiction and it rocked me.
Books that changed how you see the world:
The Man Who Could Move Clouds by Ingrid Rojas Contreras; Wayward Lives, Beautiful Experiments by Saidiya Hartman; Freshwater by Akwaeke Emezi; Salt Houses by Hala Alyan; Parable of the Sower by Octavia E. Butler; How to Say Babylon by Safiya Sinclair.
Each of these books shifted my consciousness, and these writers have made me feel and question the role we have as writers to record what it means to be alive. What it means to write in relationship to history, self, spirituality, the mythic and mystical, the familial, the lands we come from--in ways that offer reckoning, and healing, which our world desperately needs.