ATHEISTS WHO KNEEL AND PRAY
Author: Tarryn Fisher
Reading Level: New Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Released: July 13, 2017
Yara Phillips is a wandering muse.
She dates men who need her, but always moves on to something new, never staying in one
place for very long.
David Lisey is in need of a muse.
A talented musician lacking lyrical inspiration. When he first sees her, he knows he's found what
he's been looking for.
Yara believes she can give David exactly what he needs to reach his full potential:
A broken heart.
David’s religion is love.
Yara’s religion is heartache.
Neither is willing to surrender, but religion always requires sacrifice.
Yara’sYesterdaySpotifyList:
TRAILER
Excerpt
Dear Yara,
The bands in London, November 12th. Want to catch up?
David
So casual. So nonchalant. You’d think we were only acquaintances, that we’d once sipped a
couple of beers together instead of tattooing love on our skin and reciting marriage vows. I read
the e-mail again and analyze the shit out of it. How can I not? I count out the words: thirteen.
The punctuation: four. His name, my name. A flippant, casual turn of phrase: catch up. In the
end, there’s only so much psychoanalyzing you can do to a thirteen-word e-mail. I move on with
my life, feeling rather pathetic. But not before I e-mail him back. And okay, sure, I don’t move on
with my life. What does that even entail? Forgetting? Forgiving? Being happy? Besides, I know
what he wants to talk about. I know why he’s coming.
Hi David,
Yeah, sounds good. Let me know when and where.
Yara
My e-mail is a word shorter.
I’m that petty.
The bands in London, November 12th. Want to catch up?
David
So casual. So nonchalant. You’d think we were only acquaintances, that we’d once sipped a
couple of beers together instead of tattooing love on our skin and reciting marriage vows. I read
the e-mail again and analyze the shit out of it. How can I not? I count out the words: thirteen.
The punctuation: four. His name, my name. A flippant, casual turn of phrase: catch up. In the
end, there’s only so much psychoanalyzing you can do to a thirteen-word e-mail. I move on with
my life, feeling rather pathetic. But not before I e-mail him back. And okay, sure, I don’t move on
with my life. What does that even entail? Forgetting? Forgiving? Being happy? Besides, I know
what he wants to talk about. I know why he’s coming.
Hi David,
Yeah, sounds good. Let me know when and where.
Yara
My e-mail is a word shorter.
I’m that petty.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tarryn was born and raised in Johannesburg, South Africa. She immigrated to America with her parents when she was thirteen, and spent the next eighteen years in South Florida where she earned her degree in Psychology, wrote her first novel, and had two children. In 2012, on a whim, she moved her family to Seattle, Washington where she currently makes her home safely away from the sun. Tarryn is the founder of Guise of the Villain, a fashion blog, and has written eleven published novels. Tarryn is a Slytherin.
Website: www.tarrynfisher.com
Instagram: https://instagram.com/tarrynfisher/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Tarryn__Fisher
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