Epigraph and Prologue
Who by Fire: a serial novel
Life has a way of raveling. Story discovers how it happened. That is the fiction.
—Robert
Sirach 51, The Dead Sea Psalms Scrolls
I was a young man before I had erred
when I looked for her
She came to me in her beauty
when finally I sought her out
Even (as) a blossom drops in the ripening of grapes,
making glad the heart
(So) my foot trod in uprightness;
for from my young manhood have I known her.
I inclined my ear but a little
and great was the persuasion I found.
And she became for me a nurse;
to my teacher I give my ardor.
I purposed to make sport:
I was zealous for pleasure without pause.
I kindled my desire for her
without distraction.
I bestirred my desire for her,
and on her heights I do not waver.
I spread my hand(s) …
and perceive her unseen parts.
I cleansed my hands … . .
—Sirach 51, The Dead Sea Psalms Scrolls, translated by J.A.Sanders from the Hebrew in the scroll discovered in Cave 11 at Qumran
Next: The Fire: Chapter 1
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Love,
I love these lines: Life has a way of raveling. Story discovers how it happened.”
It’s the definition of writing into the unknown.
So much of my art is about knitting and unraveling. The undoing teaches more than the doing.
Excited to take this journey with you.
Oh, I’m excited to get started. And I love the audio!! Like Kimberly, I also want a copy of the book. You’ve probably already said, but where is it available?