Fire Sermon

Fire Sermon

by Jamie Quatro
Fire Sermon

Fire Sermon

by Jamie Quatro

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Overview

The highly-anticipated, provocative debut novel from the “fearless” (New Yorker) and “distinctive” (San Francisco Chronicle) Jamie Quatro, Fire Sermon charts with bold intimacy and immersive sensuality the life of a married woman in the grip of a magnetic affair

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780802165558
Publisher: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
Publication date: 02/26/2020
Series: Books That Changed the World
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
Pages: 224
Sales rank: 999,390
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

About The Author
JAMIE QUATRO is the author of I Want To Show You More. She is a visiting professor in the Sewanee School of Letters MFA program, a contributing editor at Oxford American, and lives with her husband and children in Lookout Mountain, Georgia.

Read an Excerpt


June 2017
Dear James:
Sometimes, when I’m home alone, I listen to myself repeat our dates aloud, like a litany:
Nashville, July 2014 New York, September 2016 Chicago, April 2017
(Lord, lamp unto my feet and light unto my path—how is it possible?)
I’m still reading the blue book. It’s painful, the way she writes about loss. I can only take it in small amounts. The ancients, she says, disagreed as to whether we perceived objects, or objects perceived us. Do our eyes throw out a beam, like a lantern, that illuminates them? Or do the objects send out rays which, reaching our eyes, reveal them to us—as if they’re looking back? Plato, she writes, split the difference: a visual fire burning between the eye and the object it beholds. I cannot help applying these ideas to love. Its location in a physical sense. Was it something we carried in ourselves—something I sent out to you, and you sent out to me? Or did it exist independently, a potential fire hovering in the middle space between us, appearing only when we looked at one another? In which case, the second we stopped looking, the fire disappeared. Hence my use of the past tense. (But dear God I want to use the present. I want to keep looking, to gaze at length.)

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