Rare is the case when I actually read a book these days. I much prefer audio books for the ease of multi-tasking, and not having to set aside any time from something else to have that “old fashioned” experience with a book. Also, rare is the case that I finish a book, and still give it a place on the bottom shelf. The lowest of the low, as a rule reserved for the dreaded “DNF” selections. However, to every rule there’s an exception, and to every exception, a rule. I think. It sounds good. Leave me alone and let me get on with the review. Whichever one of those this is, our subject receiving a bottom shelf spot that I actually read and finished is fitting for the upcoming month of October, season of Halloween, but because of a month long blog project, you’ll read this review in November. Don’t fret. You aren’t missing much. Sabine Baring-Gould’s The Book of Were-Wolves, first published in 1865, gets cited as, and I quote, “the most important and most often cited book on Lycanthropy.” I don’t get it.
The Book of Were-Wolves (1865) Review
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