This month we shall read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus.
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Women bear names not their own.
I am a feminist.
It’s been nearly two months now that we have been reading monster free works, or so it would seem.
Maybe it is because I am female, but I would like to think that it is because I am human that relationships mean so much to me.
I’m celebrating Women’s History Month in a number of literary ways.
After reading the introduction and first chapter of A Vindication of the Rights of Woman by Mary Wollstonecraft the first thing that popped into my mind was “cabbages and kings.”
I used to imagine a governess as someone who skipped about, guitar-in-hand, singing songs about raindrops-on-roses and whiskers-on-kittens.
I wish I never had to wear the label, Feminist.
Utilizing the G+ hangout for virtual book club discussions has been proving both technically difficult with the glitches and completely wonderful with the laughter causing stitches in my sides.