This
book has been my most challenging to date for many reasons, yet I totally
love this hero. At the very end of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, Dr. Victor
Frankenstein dies while on a ship trying to find a passage through the
Arctic ocean. The creature comes aboard to find his creator dead. He tells
the captain of the ship that he will go to the extreme north and build his
own funeral pyre.
My
story starts almost 200 years later, and the creature is still alive and
now living in northern Alaska. Below are some facts from the original that
played into Heart of Frankenstein:
Victor states "I had selected his features as
beautiful. Beautiful!"
The second the creature awoke, Victor ran away.
The creature hides in a shed of a poor family's
cottage and learns how to read and speak though they don't know he is
there.
The creature begs Victor for a mate. "I am
alone,
and miserable; man will not associate with me."
When almost finished, Victor "tore to pieces
the" mate.
The creature kills Victor's brother in anger at his
abandonment, and kills Victor's best friend and Victor's wife on their
wedding night out of revenge.
He no longer feared what man or beast could do to him. The
knowledge that his misery would continue into eternity, his just punishment for
his early years, kept fear at bay…with one exception.
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