Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses
A Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses is a funny, heartfelt book with a phenomenal premise. New York Times
Teen Wolf meets Emergency Contact in this sharply observed, hilarious, and heartwarming debut young adult...
Teen Wolf meets Emergency Contact in this sharply observed, hilarious, and heartwarming debut young adult...
lieferbar
versandkostenfrei
Buch (Kartoniert)
Fr. 18.90
inkl. MwSt.
- Kreditkarte, Paypal, Rechnungskauf
- 30 Tage Widerrufsrecht
Produktdetails
Produktinformationen zu „Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses “
Klappentext zu „Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses “
Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses is a funny, heartfelt book with a phenomenal premise. New York TimesTeen Wolf meets Emergency Contact in this sharply observed, hilarious, and heartwarming debut young adult novel about friendship, chronic illness, and . . . werewolves.
Priya worked hard to pursue her premed dreams at Stanford, but the fallout from undiagnosed Lyme disease sends her back to her childhood home in New Jersey during her sophomore year and leaves her wondering if she ll ever be able to return to the way things were.
Thankfully she has her online pen pal, Brigid, and the rest of the members of oof ouch my bones, a virtual support group that meets on Discord to crack jokes and vent about their own chronic illnesses.
When Brigid suddenly goes offline, Priya does something out of character: she steals the family car and drives to Pennsylvania to check on Brigid. Priya isn t sure what to expect, but it isn t the horrifying creature that's shut in the basement.
With Brigid nowhere to be found, Priya begins to puzzle together an impossible but obvious truth: the creature might be a werewolf and the werewolf might be Brigid. As Brigid's unique condition worsens, their friendship will be deepened and challenged in unexpected ways, forcing them to reckon with their own ideas of what it means to be normal.
Lese-Probe zu „Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses “
Ticks don t actually have teeth. I looked it up afterward, scrolling through photos with that same kind of sick fascination of watching someone pop a pimple. They ve got this horrible ridged capitulum that opens up into three parts like the monster from Stranger Things, sinks into your skin, and holds on just long enough to derail the course of your entire life.I don t know what time it is when I wake up. This time last year, I would have known the second I heard my alarm trilling: 7:30 a.m. on a Monday, enough time to hit snooze once, slip out of bed, turn on the coffee pot my roommate and I weren t allowed to have in our dorm, and get ready to leave for Bio at 8:40. Enough time to sit and drink it, knees to my chest, as she slept, scrolling through my email or my blog. I was a well-oiled machine. I was pre-med at Stanford and I had made it out of New Jersey. I was ready for anything.
It must have happened when I was home for the summer, trudging through the tall grass with my high school friends, cutting across a field to get to town. Or maybe it was down by the Amtrak tracks with the climbing plants as Jadie roped me into acting for one of her film projects. I don t know. I ll never know. The only thing I know is that when I got back to California last fall, I got sick. Really sick.
I don t set an alarm anymore. I know I ve slept too long my internal clock won t wake me when it s supposed to. It s sluggish now, constantly running low on battery, and so am I.
I take a quick inventory, staring up at the same crack in my ceiling that I ve stared up at since I was five years old. My head is stuffed with cotton. I feel heavy, like something is pinning me to the mattress. And my joints hurt, a throbbing pain that will only get worse as I move. It feels like a handful of fevers scattered around my body, a dozen hungry black-hole stomachs my left knuckles, my ankle, my knee, my hips, my
... mehr
wrist.
Sometimes it feels like coals being stoked hotter and hotter until I can t move. Sometimes it feels like a fist clenched tight, tight, tight, until I think that my bones are going to break. Sometimes it feels like each segment of my body is floating away from the others like Pangea, a strange, electric humming that separates all of my bones.
Sometimes it doesn t feel like anything at all. Sometimes it just hurts.
Today will be okay, probably. But when the weather s about to change, I can roll over and feel every point where my bones connect to each other. Last week I landed wrong when I walked down the steps to the car, and my swollen knee remembers this as well as I do.
I hear my door creak open before it s pulled shut again with a soft click. I don t make a sound.
Let me just check if she needs anything, comes my mom s voice. She doesn t know how to whisper, so her version of a hushed tone cuts right through the door. She hasn t been to church with us in so long.
My dad replies in Tamil, mostly. Let the girl sleep. She needs to rest. You talked with the doctor yourself, didn t you?
And what does he know? I can see my mom waving her hand. Then, a little louder: Priya
My dad shushes her. You are shouting
I am not shouting, you are
I ll stay back in case she needs me. Okay?
There s a pause. Then, my dad s voice again: She s going to be just fine.
Sometimes it feels like coals being stoked hotter and hotter until I can t move. Sometimes it feels like a fist clenched tight, tight, tight, until I think that my bones are going to break. Sometimes it feels like each segment of my body is floating away from the others like Pangea, a strange, electric humming that separates all of my bones.
Sometimes it doesn t feel like anything at all. Sometimes it just hurts.
Today will be okay, probably. But when the weather s about to change, I can roll over and feel every point where my bones connect to each other. Last week I landed wrong when I walked down the steps to the car, and my swollen knee remembers this as well as I do.
I hear my door creak open before it s pulled shut again with a soft click. I don t make a sound.
Let me just check if she needs anything, comes my mom s voice. She doesn t know how to whisper, so her version of a hushed tone cuts right through the door. She hasn t been to church with us in so long.
My dad replies in Tamil, mostly. Let the girl sleep. She needs to rest. You talked with the doctor yourself, didn t you?
And what does he know? I can see my mom waving her hand. Then, a little louder: Priya
My dad shushes her. You are shouting
I am not shouting, you are
I ll stay back in case she needs me. Okay?
There s a pause. Then, my dad s voice again: She s going to be just fine.
... weniger
Autoren-Porträt von Kristen O'Neal
Kristen O Neal is a freelance writer who has written for sites like Buzzfeed Reader, Christianity Today, Birth.Movies.Death, LitHub, and Electric Literature. She lives on the internet. You can find her at kristenoneal on Tumblr. Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses is her first novel.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Kristen O'Neal
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2021, Internationale Ausgabe, 384 Seiten, Masse: 13,6 x 20,4 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Quirk Books
- ISBN-10: 1683692322
- ISBN-13: 9781683692324
- Erscheinungsdatum: 19.04.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
One of POPSUGAR's Best YA Books of AprilKids Indie Next List Pick
A SIBA Read This Next Selection for Spring 2021
A 2022-2023 South Carolina Young Adult Book Award Nominee
A funny, heartfelt book with a phenomenal premise . . . it manages to represent a lot of identities and intersectionalities: trans and disabled, chronically ill and racial minority, queer and cryptid. At its core, the novel feels like a love letter to the internet communities that connect people; it s a reminder that friendships, both virtual and in-person, can save lives. Maya Van Waganen, New York Times
Emotional, thoughtful, and a true testament to the power of friendship, Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses is a werewolf novel that will make you look at navigating illness, supernatural or not, in a whole new way .O Neal breaks new ground with this book and accomplishes something truly wonderful. Locus Magazine
Your next favorite horror-comedy. Syfy
O Neal persuasively pulls from her own experience with chronic illness to inform her depiction of the topic, using interactions between support group members to layer comedic banter and vulnerability that specifically addresses aspects of disability experiences. Publishers Weekly
A heartwarming, quirky take on chronic illness in all its hairy detail. Kirkus Reviews
A fresh and original twist on the werewolf legend. Booklist
A must-read for anyone with a chronic illness or who loves someone with a chronic illness. School Library Journal
Clever, original, entertaining, and all the more impressive when considering that Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses is author Kristen O'Neal's debut as a novelist. Midwest Book Review
An electric tour de force of hilarity and humanity. Oof, ouch, my heart! It bleeds for this book. Preston Norton, author of Where I End and You Begin
Hilarious in addition to having great chronic pain/illness rep. The Horn Book Inc
Kommentar zu "Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses"
0 Gebrauchte Artikel zu „Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses“
Zustand | Preis | Porto | Zahlung | Verkäufer | Rating |
---|
Schreiben Sie einen Kommentar zu "Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses".
Kommentar verfassen