{"id":5529,"date":"2024-10-20T11:22:42","date_gmt":"2024-10-20T11:22:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/restaurantnews.co.uk\/?p=5529"},"modified":"2024-10-20T11:22:42","modified_gmt":"2024-10-20T11:22:42","slug":"sarah-perry-faith-telescopes-and-the-perils-of-pigeon-holing-writers-sarah-perry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/restaurantnews.co.uk\/?p=5529","title":{"rendered":"Sarah Perry: faith, telescopes and the perils of pigeon-holing writers | Sarah Perry"},"content":{"rendered":"

It seems fitting that Sarah Perry opts to meet on a road called Tombland. The author of The Essex Serpent<\/em> is attuned to the resonances of the past. She cheerfully states, \u201cMy approach to time is that I have never felt the present is particularly important.\u201d<\/p>\n

We’re in Norwich, where she resides, at Shiki, a Japanese restaurant opposite the cathedral. Perry has been a regular for years. \u201cThey used to have an all-you-can-eat night, I think it was Tuesday,\u201d she recalls with a laugh, \u201cYou received a stack of little scraps of paper to tick what you wanted and hand to the waiter. We didn\u2019t come back for ages after that \u2014 we were embarrassed by our gluttony. We still keep that pile of papers in my husband\u2019s study as a reminder.\u201d<\/p>\n

She orders from memory \u2014 a bento box \u201cbecause I like the little theatre of it,\u201d along with sashimi, tempura, and a jug of warm sake. She mentions she\u2019s hungry after an hour of weight training, her defense against the \u201ctormenting pain\u201d that once immobilized her from ages 34 to 38. \u201cI used to watch people walking,\u201d she reflects, \u201cand it seemed as incredible as flight.\u201d She contends with two conditions: an autoimmune disease, Graves\u2019 disease, somewhat alleviated by medication, and a severe disc rupture in her back, which had a surprisingly positive surgical outcome allowing her to lift 115kg. Now 45, she feels \u201cso lucky\u201d and claims, \u201cI feel like I\u2019ve aged backwards.\u201d<\/p>\n

The period of serious illness coincided with her rise as a bestselling novelist and heightened her gothic instincts shaped by a strict, cult-like upbringing in a Calvinist Baptist church in her hometown of Chelmsford, Essex. \u201cFor instance,\u201d she notes, \u201cif we were on a delayed train on a Saturday, we\u2019d get off before midnight to not make the train driver work on the Lord\u2019s Day.\u201d These mental habits linger: \u201cChristian thinking is like the vessel into which I\u2019ve been poured,\u201d she explains. \u201cNow, I try to analyze everything from first principles, but there are no first principles. In my writing, I\u2019m perpetually circling around themes of grace and redemption\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Her works are broadly autobiographical but delve into what she terms her \u201csplit consciousness\u201d between faith and doubt, certainty and freedom, leading her to leave the church at 27 and pursue her passion for storytelling, which began in childhood making up tales for her four older sisters. <\/p>\n

Throughout lunch, she vividly evokes her younger self as words and stories flow effortlessly. A friend once remarked that she spoke in semi-colons, a sentiment that quickly feels accurate during our time together. Her articulate speech stems from memorizing large portions of the King James Bible early on. Our conversation, akin to her fiction, takes unexpected turns, moving from bento box discussions to her adoration of Alan Gordon Partridge, and then onto theoretical physics\u2019 connection \u201cto experiences of the sublime and the ecstatic and the ghostly.\u201d \u201cThere\u2019s nothing ordinary about this room,\u201d she gestures to the restaurant’s minimalist decor, \u201cif you stop to consider what particles are doing.\u201d<\/p>\n

This intriguing blend of her conversational rhythm with esoteric topics reflects her duality. She proudly embraces her Essex roots and, in 2020, three years before becoming chancellor of Essex University, authored a vibrant critique of the stereotype of silly blondes from the county, presenting a compelling manifesto \u201cfor profane and opinionated women everywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n

The same duality permeates her novels, merging the mundane with the otherworldly. Her latest, Enlightenment<\/em>, centers on a repressed gay man’s late-life fascination with astronomy and a young woman in a Baptist congregation reminiscent of her past. Their interactions over decades intertwine with a Victorian mystery and a lens of quantum mechanics. She suggests that were she a man, her work might be classified as \u201cmagical realism,\u201d while being a woman often slots them into the \u201cfantasy\u201d category, a labeling that undermines their depth. She launched Enlightenment<\/em> \u2014 which critically examines the bounds of faith \u2014 in the grand gothic cathedral nearby, expressing dread at the thought of reading to just four people, only to find a packed audience instead. The book later earned a Booker prize longlisting.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe thing about Norwich is you can\u2019t cross the road without encountering a writer,\u201d she notes. The day after her Booker nomination, she recalls feeling a bit dazed and decided to watch Deadpool & Wolverine<\/em> at the cinema, where she unexpectedly ran into Ferdia Lennon, who had just won the Waterstone\u2019s prize for Glorious Exploits<\/em>. \u201cAre you escaping here, too?\u201d she asked, and they deliberately sat at opposite ends of the row, immersed in the superhero film.<\/p>\n

Her reverence for astrophysics \u2014 a stand-in for religion \u2014 has roots in her upbringing. Along with being a Calvinist, her father was an avid amateur astronomer. \u201cHe grew up in slum conditions in south London,\u201d she shares, \u201ckicked out of school at 14. But he had a neighbor who gave him a vast book titled 1001 Pastimes for the Modern World<\/em>, where he learned to make a telescope using a rolled-up magazine and old glasses lenses. Ever after, he nurtured a passion for the stars.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her father later studied physics and became a materials scientist, often sharing his knowledge of focal lengths and orbits with her, since she was the only child interested in those subjects. \u201cHe was formidable, and perhaps our relationship was easier because I engaged with his passions.\u201d<\/p>\n

This lasting love for astronomy is reflected in her life; she even has a tattoo of Halley\u2019s comet over her heart. Interestingly, she bought a powerful telescope in February 2020, just before the world shut down, allowing her to observe the night skies, free from air traffic, which renewed her appreciation for celestial beauty. Consequently, Enlightenment<\/em> turned increasingly into an ode to the stars.<\/p>\n

For her, the overarching aspiration has always been, \u201cto sit alone in a room and write sentences that resonate with those on the other side of the wall or in distant parts of the world.\u201d This dream materialized. As chancellor at Essex, she has been outspoken against government ministers aiming to undermine the humanities in favor of solely job-oriented STEM subjects, showcasing how both fields can fuel creativity and innovation.<\/p>\n

Throughout our lunch, she frequently expresses a deep-seated disdain for authority figures seeking to constrain that spirit, akin to the church elders of her youth. \u201cTake publishing,\u201d she remarks as we prepare to leave. \u201cIt tends to welcome working-class writers, but they\u2019re often pigeonholed into writing gritty tales about overcoming hardship. In reality, authors like Hilary Mantel and Jeanette Winterson, despite their working-class origins, possess boundless imaginative freedom, just like those from upper classes.\u201d<\/p>\n

On a day when the government intends to impose a smoking ban in outdoor spaces, she quips about stepping outside for a smoke while I settle the bill.<\/p>\n

Enlightenment<\/em> is published by Jonathan Cape (\u00a320). To support the Guardian and the Observer, you can purchase a copy at guardianbookshop.com. Delivery charges may apply.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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