I originally found my first copy of a Frankenstein, by our good matron Mary Shelley, in a box with a hundred other copies. A family member was going to teach it to his class of college students. After some prodding was given my own copy, because he said he always had extras afterwards anyways. After a painful 3 weeks I finally got through reading this slim 185pg copy of one of the densest things I had ever read. I did not think of it for many years, neither hated nor loved the book but remembered the lightning-struck stump, and the forked tongues of the flames. Her words were so animating but overall the message was lost on a young child.
A little over 5 years later I was assigned to read Frankenstein in my Senior year Literature class in high school. No one else had read it but me, so I must admit I was a bit proud of knowing a classic being taught beforehand, it had never happened to me before. After 5 more years of studying it, and making it the focal point of a dissertation I can fully say it is my favorite book of all time. I understand why people don't like reading it, the language and syntax are near run-along, and the descriptions of scenery and emotions are poetic and abstract making for a quite long read for such a short book.
I love talking about this book and its ingenious author. The feminine rage that it oozes I feel becomes lost on a lot of people. Everyone knows it as the first science fiction novel, but its easy to forget that Mary was not specifically afraid of technology and its advancements, but she was afraid of men and their advancements.
by TaoistEpicure
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Yeah was great. Been a while so I need to reread to remember specific details but my main memory is just how modern the writing felt, in a good way.
Often older fiction can feel stuffy and overly descriptive for me, but this was a pleasure to read.
Also amazing just how much popular culture references the old Universal movie version not the book, which are wildly different.
I first read this as a college assignment and was blown away. Yes the feminist rage!