What a terribly tragic story. Mary Shelley has a beautiful way with words. I was caught of guard by how fast-paced the story was but once I started to understand her style it became quite enjoyable. This is not your horror story of today, but an original, a classic. I found myself sympathizing with both Victor and the monster. Most of the time I felt pity for the monster and his struggle to be human. It was terrible watching him yearn for more and constantly being rejected because of his horrifying form.

That narrative Victor tells was wonderful. Mary Shelley's writing is extremely visual and moving. From start to finish when Victor is on the boat recounting his tale I was gripped. There was a line that stood out to me in the last chapter that filled me with sadness: "Evil thenceforth became my good."

As usual the book is much better than the movie(s). I hate how much this story has been manipulated but it was a wonderful feeling to finally hear the real story. I highly recommend this to anyone who is a fan of classics and also a writer. I've learned a lot from this short little book and hope to apply a few things to my own writing.