Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

So far Frankenstein by Mary Shelley is a fairly decent novel. The story is very different from the folklore that I had heard previously before starting this novel. I had originally imagined the doctor to be in a state of elation and have an evil laugh once the monster was born, rather Victor, “Rushed out of the room… [and] threw [him]self on the bed” (Shelley 35). This novel is very different in many other aspects especially because the focus is not based on a creepy monster that goes on a massive rampage throughout the village. As I stated, this novel is decent, but I believe it is a little slow with action throughout the story. Whenever a person or topic is brought up, Shelley goes into full detail of explaining this person/idea, which causes the story to become monotonous at points. It also does get quite annoying that adjectives such as “benevolent” so frequently that the word is almost clichéd.   Other than that slight negative aspect, the story seems to have a great plot and story line behind it. The vocabulary is high, but very easy to understand. Not too bad of a novel for an eighteen year old who hates the thought of writing books.