Why had I never heard of Michael Parker before? PRAIRIE FEVER is one of the most fierce, fearless, open-hearted, and radiant novels written this century, about the earlier part of the last one. It takes place primarily in the rural prairie stretch of Lone Wolf, Oklahoma, the 1920s, where the “coyote wind” is icy and menacing, and the hardscrabble land is punishing, unforgiving. The wordsmith author writes about love, land, language, loyalty, and two sisters bound together, even when apart. It was a slow start—but don’t give up, because soon enough it will rip through you like the prairie wind.
Elise Stewart, 15, and her 17-year-old sister, Lorena, are devoted to each other, despite their different natures. Elise is fanciful, flighty, a free spirit with “notions” that she follows. Lorena has restraint, is down-to-earth, logical, practical. Both are stubborn as mules. Every winter morning, their mother pins them under a blanket on their horse, Sandy, who knows the way to the school. They recite memorized tidbits from the Kiowa County News to each other to pass the time (many of the newspaper quotes were actually lifted from West Texas and Oklahoma between 1900-1920).
There’s an early tragedy in the book-- original, visceral and visually stunning. It’s catastrophic, and yet fueled with dry wit, even comedy, and it brought me to my knees. Like the other adversities rendered in this novel, Parker portrays it with a keen hand and generous heart.
An example of his gorgeous writing: “Sandy. Everywhere you go, you leave that place all the wiser…With each wave it sends millions of shells to entice you…The shells tinkle like frozen words falling from the unpinned blankets of yore. You bore us gallantly and selflessly through winds icy and coyote. You kept intact, always and overhead, the blanket of sky. Not everyone---certainly not I—can say they always know the way.” What a skilled chef does with essential food ingredients, Parker does with words-—serves us up a noble treat that you want to gobble up and savor simultaneously.
At the heart of the story is a crushing conflict between the sisters that drives a wedge that I felt in my marrow. “…our lives changed the moment she held fast to her facts.” The author’s locus is that everyone must find his or her own “true cry”—“She put her head down on the top of the piano and attempted to find, in a trill of high flats and sharps, the music of her true cry.” This motif threads through the story and most major characters. For example, Elise and Lorena’s mother is permanently addled since the death of her little boys from “prairie fever” (typhoid). But despite the sorrow we carry, our true cry is what saves us from the facts of our lives, and carries our hearts home.
This will surely make my top five this year. I plan to read all Parker’s books. Thank you to Andrew at Algonquin for sending me an early copy.