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{"id":2649,"date":"2021-10-24T09:45:45","date_gmt":"2021-10-24T09:45:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/?p=2649"},"modified":"2021-10-24T09:55:36","modified_gmt":"2021-10-24T09:55:36","slug":"lone-star-indie-review-wild-surprises","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/?p=2649&lang=ar","title":{"rendered":"Lone Star Indie Review: WILD SURPRISES"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Indie review of nonfiction<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">In <i>Wild Surprises: Stories and Poems about Encounters That Shifted My World, <\/i>Carol Flake Chapman reflects on her interactions with animals in the wild. A narrative of each event is sandwiched between a photograph and a poem. With this format, there is something to appeal to every taste. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">Her spiritual connection with nature can be felt on every page. Raised in Lake Jackson, Texas, Chapman learned much from her father, an outdoorsman whose knowledge went back to his Choctaw ancestry. The author believes all living things have a desire to connect through \u201cthe deep, primal, but infinitely diverse language of earth-based relatedness.\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><span style=\"color:#0f1111\">The diversity of the author\u2019s previous experiences contributes to the strength of her writing.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">After earning a PhD in Modern Poetry, the author moved into journalism, becoming one of the founding editors of <i>Vanity Fair<\/i>.<span style=\"color:#0f1111\"> &nbsp;Chapman was horse racing correspondent for <i>The New Yorker,<\/i> rock critic for the <i>Village Voice<\/i>, Texas correspondent for <i>U.S. News &amp; World Report<\/i>, and editor and columnist for <i>The Boston Globe<\/i>. Her work can also be found in <i>Harper&#8217;s<\/i>, the <i>Washington Post,<\/i> the <i>New York Times<\/i>, <i>Vogue<\/i>, <i>Conde Nast Traveler, Connoisseur, The Nation, Texas<\/i> <i>Monthly<\/i>, and <i>The New Republic<\/i>. She has covered subjects from religion, culture, politics, travel, and nature. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><span style=\"color:#0f1111\">When her husband unexpectedly dies<\/span> on a river in Guatemala, Chapman discovers that the \u201cdeep hole in her heart\u201d can be \u201cfilled with wonder.\u201d For her \u201cmeaningful coincidences\u201d happen within the natural world. Whether gazing deeply into the eyes of Kwabili, a gorilla in Rwanda, or being surrounded by \u201ca cloud of fluttering blue morpho butterflies,\u201d the writer takes readers with her on her adventures.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">In \u201cThe Winning Camel,\u201d she follows Mahna, a champion racing camel owned by Sheik Mohammed Bin Rashid, a defense minister in Dubai. Against the glitzy backdrop of the modern city, camel racing has become symbolic of past nomadic life, when Bedouins raced the animals across the desert. Chapman says, \u201cMahna, who was now seven years old, was undefeated in five years of racing.\u201d Men play <i>tagruds,<\/i> recordings of old songs once used to pace camels on long journeys over the desert. An interesting fact she includes is that all competing camels were female. Trainers and owners sang to the animals, kissed them, and wrote them <em>kaseedas<\/em><i>,<\/i> praise poems from a tradition spanning centuries. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">The author decides to write her own <i>kaseeda<\/i> about Mahna, her \u201creddish coat gleaming\u201d as she wins the race. After a TV camera captures her reading it, she\u2019s surrounded by smiling Bedouin trainers. Even though they don\u2019t understand English, they recognize poetry. <i>The Gulf News of Dubai<\/i> publishes the poem the next day and she receives a camel medallion of Mahna from Sheikh Mohammed. Of course, the <i>kaseeda<\/i> is included in the book. Reading it, we can feel the camel, rocking her way across desert dunes.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">Three of the nineteen chapters in <i>Wild Surprises<\/i> are about butterflies&#8211;the mysteries of migration, metamorphosis, and cycle of life. In Macheros, a pueblo in Michoacan, Mexico, Chapman climbs a mountaintop to observe the most remote of five local monarch sanctuaries. Above 11,000 feet, she witnesses monarchs on their yearly migration but laments how illegal logging has ravaged the firs on which they roost. Chapman says, \u201cIt was a Pentecost of butterflies. The strange crackling sound made from their collective fluttering is known as susurrus, and I felt as though they were speaking a kinetic language.\u201d Soon the resting butterflies roost on her. Migrating south, they travel as much as 265 miles a day, some from as far away as Canada. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">Many arrive in Mexico on November 1, the <i>Dia del los Muertos<\/i> (Day of the Dead). Legends suggest the butterflies are the souls of the dead returning for a visit. Chapman says,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>I watch the monarchs flutter down<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>Like tongues of flame of the Pentecost<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>Teaching us all the languages we need<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>To talk to the earth and to hear each other.<\/i> <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">She goes on to explain that metamorphosis is \u201calways a kind of miracle, though not without pain.\u201d In order to survive her husband\u2019s death, Chapman realizes she too will have to grow wings and find a new way of being. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">In \u201cThe Baby Bird at Chartres,\u201d the writer and her friends rescue a tiny bird that\u2019s fallen from a nest. She slowly climbs a tree to return the bird. The author realizes animals and plants also need healing. She says, <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>So we enter into a new kind of relationship<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>With the once wild world that needs us<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\"><i>As much as we have always needed her<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif\">Carol Flake Chapmen succeeds in forming new connections. Her intriguing insights backed up with mystical, lyrical poetry create an irresistible reading experience. <i>Wild Surprises <\/i>is a book to read again and again.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin:0in\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Indie review of nonfiction<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1235,813,830,838],"class_list":["post-2649","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-indiereview","tag-lone-star-literary-life","tag-lonestarliterarycom","tag-review"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2649","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2649"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2649\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2649"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2649"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2649"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}