Fieldwork as a Sex Object

<p><b>A NEW NOVEL OF INCELS, INFLUENCERS AND AK-47S - FROM THE WOMEN'S PRIZE-SHORTLISTED POET AND PROVOCATEUR</b><br><br><b>'A one-woman, agitprop literary-political movement' <i>INDEPENDENT</i></b><br><br><b><i>I mute the audio before replaying it frame by frame - </i></b><b><i>in dread, in desperation. I watch the video four times. It is not me. It </i>is<i> my fucking face.</i></b><br><br>Amrita Chaturvedi goes by Amy. Amy identifies as a communist on Twitter (her bio omits a cameo on reality TV and millionaire daddy who runs the show at Delhi High Court). <br><br>When a deepfake porno of her 'forwarded many times' by WhatsApp aunties goes viral, the truth finally catches up. On her birthday, Amy is battling a stoning in the digital town square that could cancel even Kim Kardashian.<br><br>Her executioners? An unhinged cartel of virgins styling themselves after V for Vendetta - except these keyboard warriors are on a merciless crusade to eradicate desi jezebels and Make India Hindu Again.<br><b><br>A muscular work where the online turns offline turns bloody, this is not a novel you read but a novel that reads you. <i>Fieldwork as a Sex Object</i> </b><b>asks every one of us how much we're prepared to risk for our principles.</b><br><br><b>'One of fiction's most fiery and unclassifiable' <i>GUARDIAN</i></b><br><b>'Her prose is electric, at once brave and poetic and satirical' <i>PARIS REVIEW</i><br></b><b>'One of the most urgent voices of tomorrow'<i> HARPER'S BAZAAR INDIA</i></b></p>