Frankenstein
Monday, April 12th, 2010Mary Shelley’s ‘Frankenstien’ is a book that is globally known, and has spawned many movies, comics, and the like. But how is it that a work so time-enduring and well known was completed when the author was only nineteen years old? A series of circumstances lead Marry Shelley to the point of writing this novel, and it all began with a volcanic eruption.

Frankenstein's Monster
Mount Tambora, to be exact. It erupted in 1815 and released enough ash into the sky to effect the weather and cause what they call a ‘volcanic winter’. Because of these cold dreary conditions in what should have been an enjoyable summertime, Mary, her lover (whom she eventually married and took the last name of Shelley), and friends spent time in Lord Byron’s villa where they sat around a log fire and read German ghost stories. Byron proposed they each write their own ghost story and though Mary only intended to scribble out a short story, Frankenstein quickly became novel length. Incidentally Byron, who had suggested the idea wrote only an unfinished short.
In about a year, with her lover’s assistance she managed to get the novel published. Though she did not associate her name with it right away for good reason. The critics were confused by the fact that it was published anonymously, but that aside, most did not like it. They found it too gruesome and strange for their tastes, and disregarded it all together when they discovered that the author was female. Women writers in that time period were rarely well received. The public however enjoyed it thoroughly, and five years later a second edition was published with her name on it. In modern times it is hard to imagine a world without that novel. Frankenstein, Dracula, The Wolf-Man, Swamp thing, and other movie monsters are what horror movie buffs worship, and children fear. Memories are made around these characters. So why not this Halloween, don some platform shoes and green face paint. Better yet, a Frankenstein mask. It is incredible that someone so young could write a novel and have it last through history an popular culture long enough to be a household word nearly two hundred years later. That, deserves some celebration.
May we reconvene under the blood red moon,
-Black Widow

