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40 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 18, 2018
All around her she felt the power of words, and she hoped that someday she too would write something important. Something that would hit the world like a bolt of lightning splitting the night sky.
"Women the equals of men? What a monstrous thought!" people had said about her mother's ideas. And for Mary Wollstonecraft to write them was even more monstrous. Women were not supposed to have ideas of their own, let alone publish them!
"Nature might have very good reasons for keeping her secrets," she thought. "Besides, what would happen to that 'lifeless matter' once someone had given it life?" The men did not seem to care. They only asked if something could be done --never if it should.
[from the Author's Note]
Mary Shelley's Frankenstein is not the same as the story most people know from the movies. Unlike the square-headed Hollywood monster with bolts in his neck, the creature in Mary's book can speak, and even read. He is lonely and longs to be part of a family, but because of his frightening appearance, he is hated and rejected by everyone, even his creator. When we envision Frankenstein's creature only as the inarticulate, raging monster of stage and screen, we lose sight of Mary's message that hatred and prejudice can turn something innocent into something murderous.