The Rude Awakening By Mary Shelley - 2059 Words

The Rude Awakening In humanity, the birth of a child is a beautiful moment that awakens the heart. In the child’s first moments of light, a cry of innocents is quickly calmed by loving arms of an awaiting mother or father. This sense of creation provides an overwhelming sense of beauty, peace and acknowledgement to ones purpose in life. In contrast Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein, creates a dark sinister disparity, breaking the boundaries of these human values. Her challenge, to create a story that would â€Å"curdle the blood and quicken the beatings of the heart (Shelley 23.)† Enveloped with a dark inner psych she challenges her mind to vividly interpret her own darkness in which bore an innocent creature contrastingly into†¦show more content†¦Women in her era were devalued as being any sort of a serious author. In consequence, when Shelley first published her book at age nineteen, she deliberately left her name off of the cover in order to ac quire the chance of equality. She did not add her name until her second edition was released some five years later. Moreover, not only did Shelley struggle as a female writer, she also experienced a turbulent upbringing. After her mother dies, her father William Godwin was doting to his little Mary. â€Å"The Concise Dictionary of British Literary Biography,† expresses that Shelley’s attachment to her father was â€Å"intense and long lasting†. The bond Shelly formed with her father early in her life remained, despite the family dysfunction that began once her father remarried. The biography claims that â€Å"the new Mrs. Godwin resented Mary s intense affection for her father and was jealous of the special interest visitors showed in the product of the union between the two most radical thinkers of the day (web).† Her step-mother purposefully distanced Godwin from his daughter. She did nothing to encourage â€Å"Shelley’s intellectual develo pment or love of reading (web).† However, Shelley’s passions could not be distinguished rather her circumstances ignited her imagination. Mary Shelley reflects in her introduction how she, Then a