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Mary Shelley, everyone’s favorite badass horror author, is having a birthday on August 30th!
Here are seven of the most spook-tastic facts about the woman who wrote Frankenstein!
I, personally, can’t think of anything more goth.
She is also said to have been 16-years-old at the time, which led to rumors about the young writer to start a-flying, something that her father found to be deeply shameful.
This is Percy Shelley, the man who did the deed.
At the time of said deed Percy was married to a young woman named Harriet Westbrook. He was also older than Mary by about six years.
Now that’s some good tea.
And the tea gets hotter still. Harriet Westbrook was pregnant when Percy Shelley left her for Mary. Goths win every time.
The hottest of the teas. Harriet was found dead in a river soon after Percy left her for Mary. The official cause of death is suicide, but that didn’t stop rumors from spreading.
Many people believe that William Godwin, Mary’s father, murdered Harriet in order to protect his daughters public image.
Mary was spending a night with friends, reading spooky stories and sharing tales of the supernatural, when they challenged each other to write ghost stories of their own.
Mary took this challenge to heart, though she struggled to arrive at a concept that excited her.
When she had a nightmare about a doctor re-animating a corpse, Frankenstein was born.
Frankenstein was published when Shelley was 22, but she began writing the horror classic at the age of 19.
Many people believe that she was able to write at such a young age because she was incredibly talented, I think that’s what happens when you’re a natural born goth.
At the age of 29, Percy Shelley drowned after his boat was caught in a storm. When his body was cremated it appeared that his heart was unable to burn due to an earlier bout of tuberculosis.
At this point in her life, Mary Shelley had experienced the deaths of two of her three children, and was unfortunately familiar with the grieving process. However, she didn’t handle her grief in the way you’d expect. After her death, her only surviving son cleared out her desk to find not only Percy’s heart, but locks of hair from her late children as well.
Once again, goth queen.
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Well, it’s official. The Old Town Road remix featuring Billy Ray Cyrus is the song of the year as of last night. In honor of Lil Nas X’s win at the VMA’s, we’re serving up a hot list of the best books about horses. Go ahead and take these books to the old town road, and read until you can’t no more.
I got the horses in the back // Horse tack is attached…
…Got the boots that’s black to match…
…Ridin’ on a horse, ha // You can whip your Porsche…
The Red Pony by John Steinbeck
…Can’t nobody tell me nothin’ // You can’t tell me nothin’…
…Cowboy hat from Gucci // Wrangler on my booty…
…Yeah, I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road // I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more…
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Wordsworth Classics is familiar name to many book lovers but maybe not for the best reason. They print high-quality paperback versions of beloved literary classics at a low price. After your local library, Wordsworth is one of the best places to look for these titles on the cheap. However, Wordsworth Classics is also infamous for printing some absolutely horrendous covers. So, we at Bookstr have taken it upon ourselves to create a definitive list of the absolute worst Wordsworth Classics Book Covers.
Ok, all things considered, this isn’t the worst. You’ve got the monster, you’ve got all the spooky steam, but still…You can do better, Wordsworth.
Why do all the faces look so hastily photoshopped on??? Wordsworth Classics, I need answers.
Ok, I kinda get what they were going for here. But I just can’t ignore how comically tiny this dude’s hand looks. Plus, that face gives me serious The Mask vibes.
Y’know what screams “brooding reflection on ethics and free will”??? A knockoff Jim Morrison with pupils the size of golf balls.
Maybe Wordsworth is just not good at Dostoevsky covers, I don’t know. But I’d rather not look at this emo kid’s mug after putting down this harrowing saga about young Myshkin.
This is a two-for-one.
Yikers. Again, that second one falls just on the wrong the side of the uncanny valley.
Look, we’re not saying we don’t respect the Wordsworth Classics hustle. And thankfully they’ve printed editions with better covers, so you don’t have to tolerate these crimes against graphic design if you want get your hands on these classic stories…
….though often the new ones aren’t even that much of an improvement.
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