My Imaginary Mary is part of a YA historical fantasy series which reimagines the lives of different women from English history and English literature with the addition of a little magic. We've had My Lady Jane (Jane Grey), My Plain Jane (Jane Eyre), My Contrary Mary (Mary Stuart), and so on.
Overall, I've really enjoyed this series--spicing up history with magic is one of my favorite things ever. But I think I would have enjoyed My Imaginary Mary more if it hadn't been based on the life of a real person, Mary Shelley. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely loved the concept of a young girl who discovers she has fae powers, helps her best friend build a metal robot, accidentally brings said robot to life and makes him a "real boy" a la Peter Pan, and later writes a novel inspired by the experience. I love robots!!! I love the notion of conveying personhood on an impersonal object!!! And this particular robot-turned-real-live-boy was absolutely adorable, sweet and caring and earnest. I just wanted to give him a hug.
The problem is, the particular girl in question is Mary Shelley, a real historical figure, and the authors' constant fourth-wall breaking and narrative commentary never allows you to forget that. They are telling the story of MARY SHELLEY. Okay, well and good. Except they keep pushing you to see Mary Shelley (the real woman) the exact same way they do... as an innocent, virtuous girl corrupted and victimized by the poet Percy Shelley. They hate Percy Shelley, and they never let you forget it. According to them, Percy Shelley is the unmitigated villain, not just of this re-imagined fantasy story, but of Mary's real life.
I'm not sure I agree with that.
If you don't know the story of Mary Shelley, she fell in love with Percy when she was sixteen and he was twenty-one. This was a fairly normal age dynamic for the time period (1814). Percy Shelley was already married, but he and Mary began a sexual affair almost immediately, which they carried on very publicly for several years, despite widespread scandal. They both believed in "free love" and open relationships, and Percy had several affairs with other women while he was carrying on this affair with Mary... she was jealous, but still (as I understand??) continued to preach free love at least in theory. Idk, the Romantic era was wild. :-P Anyway, Percy's original wife (remember her?) COMMITTED SUICIDE, upon which Mary proceeded to MARRY Percy Shelley now that they were legally free to do so. Mary had several miscarriages and suffered from depression, and Percy eventually drowned in a boating accident. Wild ride from start to finish.
My point is, if you sleep with another woman's husband, publicly, for years, and that woman commits suicide, and even after the suicide you don't step back and go "whoa, was I partly responsible for this? Have I been cruel and selfish? Was this adulterous affair *gasp* a MISTAKE?" Which Mary Shelley apparently did not do, given that she married Percy almost immediately after his first wife killed herself... What I'm saying is, under these circumstances, you are no longer a completely unproblematic victim. You've made some Choices.
And that's my biggest issue with My Imaginary Mary; the authors aren't willing to acknowledge Mary's choices and mistakes. They want her to be sweet and perfect and innocent, the Model Heroine we can all look up to. They don't want her to be the bold, unconventional woman who lived a wildly unconventional life which, yes, sometimes involved her being selfish and hurtful to others.
I also didn't like how the authors keep throwing shade at Percy Shelley's poetry. They keep calling him a mediocre author and saying his poems are silly, which feels awfully petty and childish to me... *middle school girl voice* "Ugh, he's not even that good." And I'm sorry, but Percy Shelley was a good writer. In fact, he was more than a good writer. He was a great writer. Even if you hate him and disapprove of him as a person, you have to recognize his talent... just like you have to recognize Mary Shelley's talent even if you disapprove of her life choices.
I mean, you don't "have" to. You don't "have" to do anything. But especially as a fellow author, if you don't respect the guy who wrote "Ozymandias," I really don't know what to say to you.
(They also threw shade at Byron's writing too?? DO THEY JUST HATE POETRY? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE--)