Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
Around 260 pages
As you already know, I do these posts chronologically and we have recently come across a streak of books that I have read already, which is why you are being hit with around six posts at once. Normality will be restored soon.
I only read horror books in October, so I maybe read this book around two years ago. It is still fresh in my mind, however, mostly because it was so different than what I expected. I was, of course, expected some monster horror novel. I was very wrong indeed.
This is the story of Dr. Frankenstein, who figures out how to create life without his johnson. So the doctor is actually Frankenstein and the monster is the monster of Frankenstein, not Frankenstein. Common misconception. Anyway, the monster is not a grunting zombie like he is portrayed in the movies, but actually quite intelligent. This actually makes the story quite sad, because he knows he is very self aware.
This is a short one; you can probably read it in one sitting. I was a little disappointed in it because I was expecting a horror story and it was really more of a novel on the nature of men and the danger of playing god. Still, it is a very thoughtful book, one that has been trivialized by Universal studios.
Shelley wrote it for a competition between her friends and family.
Admired by Sir Walter Scott.