Frankenstein by Mary Shelley – Entire book, online.

If you’ve never read the book, it’s a good deal more than a zombie with a flat top haircut and neck bolts. (Though I do like the misunderstood monster / mad scientist version, too).

The difference that shocked me the most as a kid, upon first reading it? No Igor.

There’s no castle on the hill.

No angry villagers to burn it down.

The old blind man played a guitar, not a violin.

The monster *saved* the little girl from drowning…. but did kill a few people in the course of the book.

The monster is very intelligent, thought has no control over his passions.

He learned language, and how to read. (to the point where he could absorb Milton’s Paradise Lost and the like.)

A much better tale than Bram Stoker’s Dracula., in my opinion.

With that, I approach my bed-chamber… for ’tis time to read from my New/old book.

Happy Dreams, Dear journal.