I read This is Not a Werewolf Story

[conuly]

The shapechanging took so long to show up that, despite the title and enormous hint-dropping, I started to wonder if it really wasn't a book about that.

(And it isn't, despite the truly high stakes of the predator vs. predator subplot. But the main character does transform into a wolf and back again, repeatedly.)

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The Startling Colors and Abstract Shapes of Salt Ponds

The Return of Multigenerational Households

How Cirque Du Soleil Turns Gymnasts Into Artists

The girls who took over a town in rural India

The Guy Who Named Himself Meow But Failed to Turn Himself Into a Cyborg

Robotic Arm History: The Industrial Era's Defining Innovation

Machine Learning’s ‘Amazing’ Ability to Predict Chaos

Cory Booker’s new big idea: guaranteeing jobs for everyone who wants one

When Disadvantaged Students Overlook Elite Colleges

Crossing Divides: The benefits of having friends who aren't 'just like us'

A real-life Lord of the Flies: the troubling legacy of the Robbers Cave experiment

A Farewell to Dairy Queens

Trump's travel ban faces U.S. Supreme Court showdown

These Volunteers Are Battling Idaho’s Government To Expand Medicaid

This is what life in #MeToo jail looks like

Storytelling plays a vital role in addressing sexual assault, but what of the safety and well-being of survivors—both those who speak out and those who don't?

A joyful reunion with birth parents leads to incest, murder

Chicago’s Gang Database Is Full of Errors — And Records We Have Prove It

By Stifling Migration, Sudan’s Feared Secret Police Aid Europe

Instead of peace, indigenous Filipinos get the Duterte treatment

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Re: Indeed

[nodrog]

That's quite all right - this is NOT important at all.  It's merely a casual discussion of a topic of interest.


- I outlived the problem:  The flagrant sociopath who had used the weapon ‘feminist jurisprudence’ has given to “the malignant, the neurotic, the thin-skinned and the insane,” who had told me that she liked nothing better than to “stick it to men,” and enjoyed being mistaken for a Dumb Blonde so she could “slip them a nasty surprise” (verbatim quotes), and who had herself come up on one occasion and hugged me (!) and invited me to come by her department to visit (so much for “violating her space”) I last saw in tears.  I'd like to think she got her comeuppance, but either way, shortly afterward she was gone.  I'm still there.  “Neener neener!”

[She fooled me; we were on such friendly terms, she confiding such things to me, that I thought this “behind the scenes” view meant I was not in the play, so to speak.  Wrong:  By definition, being friends with a sociopath will not save you.]


I wish good luck to you, in sympathy.