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The Burning of Ximena

Nonfiction · 384 pages · Published 2025-02-18 · Avg 2.3★ (6 reviews)

When historian and journalist John Kovács was granted provisional clearance to open three sealed crates in the Archivo General del Estado de Oaxaca—labeled simply "Ximena, 1623" in a brown ink hand—he did not expect to find a life staring back at him. Inside were goat-leather ledgers, a blackened cedar comb, and a wavering bundle of vellum folios stitched with blue silk: the trial record of Ximena de los Ángeles, a midwife and singer accused of heresy after a market fire raged through the barrio de Xochimilco. His year in Oaxaca and Mexico City, and his weeks chasing microfilmed echoes in Seville’s Archivo General de Indias, became a sustained forensic conversation with voices that colonial bureaucracy tried to flatten and fire tried to erase. What truly happened on the night the plaza burned? And why did the memory of Ximena—saint to some, sorceress to others—persist in whispers for four centuries while vanishing from the footnotes?

Kovács follows the ash-trail across landscapes and archives, interviewing stonemasons in Tlacolula, a family in San Miguel el Grande who keep a clay thurible said to have survived the blaze, and a choir director in the cathedral who hums a lullaby that appears, scrawled and half-crossed-out, in the margin of Ximena’s testimony. Alongside conservators at the Biblioteca Francisco de Burgoa, he deciphers palimpsested annotations, alternate charges, and an exculpatory affidavit quietly removed from the record and tucked into a linen pouch. He speaks with present-day fire investigators in Monterrey about flame patterns in thatch and ocote, and with legal scholars in Madrid about the Fugitive Witness Statute of 1618. The result is an investigation into how rumor, drought, silver caravans, and ecclesiastical ambition can conspire to ignite a person into a parable.

Part archival mystery, part field report, part meditation on how communities remember and courts forget, "The Burning of Ximena" restores a woman’s name to the ledger and tests the limits of what the historical record can hold. By publishing key folios and the candid interviews around them, Kovács lets readers watch the past flicker into legibility—and asks what it takes for a story to keep burning after the flames are gone.

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John Kovács is a cultural historian and journalist whose work bridges archival research and on-the-ground reporting across the Americas and Central Europe. Born in Cleveland to Hungarian immigrants, John studied history and Spanish at Oberlin College and earned an M.A. in Latin American Studies from the University of Chicago, later completing additional research at El Colegio de México.

He has written long-form essays for regional and international outlets and served as a research fellow with the University of New Mexico’s Latin American Iberian Institute. His first book, Ash and Ornaments: Fire, Faith, and Everyday Life from Budapest to Puebla (2017), traced domestic rituals surrounding flame and loss across two continents. A recipient of a Fulbright research grant in Mexico and a Southwest Humanities Research Fellowship, John works in Spanish, Hungarian, and English, often collaborating with conservators and community historians to bring overlooked materials into public view.

John lives in Albuquerque, where he teaches documentary writing workshops, volunteers with a small archives collective, and mentors early-career reporters interested in historical investigations. He is currently at work on essays about vernacular songbooks, courtroom marginalia, and the ways ordinary objects—a comb, a rosary, a singed page—carry the weight of memory.

Ratings & Reviews

María del Valle
2026-03-02

Me recordó a "El regreso de Martín Guerre" y a "El queso y los gusanos": microhistoria que intenta levantar una vida desde rastros mínimos. Aquí, sin embargo, la balanza cae del lado del expediente.

Las entrevistas y los detalles de conservación fascinan por momentos, pero la voz se atasca en procedimientos y cautelas. Ximena aparece y desaparece como un eco, y el resultado es más informe de trabajo que retrato.

Evan Leong
2026-01-15

Useful for method-curious readers, uneven for narrative seekers.

  • Patient archival sleuthing
  • Occasional lyric turns
  • Repetitive interview frames
  • Thin sense of Ximena as a person
Nora Ellington
2025-10-03

This is a study of memory versus record, how rumor, drought, and ambition can "ignite a person into a parable." The book is most persuasive when it lets contradictions sit without tidy closure.

He wants to restore a name; he also courts myth. That tension gives the project flicker and restraint, even if it never quite resolves into heat.

Asha Gupta
2025-06-12

Kovács builds an atmosphere of ash and archive, but the city he conjures is mostly corridors. The landscape work promises scale, then dissolves into humidity and dust.

The colonial legal world is introduced, named, and left foggy. The Fugitive Witness Statute of 1618 drifts through scenes without context, and the court clerks remain faceless functionaries.

Fire science drops in like a guest lecturer. Flame patterns in thatch and ocote deserve clarity, not cameos that confuse more than they clarify.

The people living with these objects and songs are reduced to backdrops for a thesis. A thurible, a lullaby, a ledger page earn more attention than the hands holding them.

I wanted a city that breathes and a case that matters. I got ventilation of sources and a mood board of smoke.

Colin Mestre
2025-03-20

A meticulous archive-chase that meanders until the embers cool, turning a woman into process notes rather than presence.

Riley Montero
2025-03-07

I came in eager for the promised "forensic conversation" with the past, but the dialogue keeps breaking into monologues about process. The voice circles the same insight until it thins.

Chapters ping between Oaxaca, Mexico City, and Seville with abrupt pivots. Interviews arrive mid-argument and halt momentum, and the timeline tangles every time a new docket is introduced.

Footnotes and digressions crowd the stage. I like method on the page, but here the method becomes the show, and Ximena herself recedes behind abbreviations and catalog numbers.

There are sharp images: the blackened comb, the blue silk, the choir director humming a marginal lullaby. Yet they feel staged as set pieces rather than integrated discovery.

By the end I was more exhausted than enlightened. The investigation asks for trust and patience it does not earn.

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