Mary Shelley

[sister jenny]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

 

[zach20092]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Hadnt connected this much together!! Very interesting..
Add Ada Lovelace to the mix and you have maths and modern programming too! Impressive!!
And hobnobbing with royalty!

 

[tristantrotsky]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Mary also invented the genre we now know as Science Fiction. Brian W Aldiss has made a viable claim for 'Frankenstein' as the first ever SF novel. There had been tales of supernaturally animated corpses before, but Mary was the first to use a quasi-scientific technology to enable this reanimation, hence birthing SF...

 

[TheGxForum]

Any naked pics of her...?

 

[Jacques_Corbin]

Mary Shelley is proof that fine art is born from struggle and suffering. Look what she accomplished despite all the adversity. Modern women have almost none of the challenges she had to deal with, and have the luxuries of modern medicine and birth control, central air and heating, access to safe abortion, and the internet.

 

[tristantrotsky]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Thank you for this, Jenny.
Mary is a fascinating figure wh

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Thank you for this, Jenny.
Mary is a fascinating figure.
If you wish to see her portrayed by Brigid Fonda, I would recommend this movie...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frankenstein_Unbound
although her most iconic movie portrayal has got to be by Elsa Lanchester in...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bride_of_Frankenstein

 

[tristantrotsky]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

If you wish to read work by another pioneering woman fantasy-writer you could do a lot worse than track down the wonderfully poetic tales of Leigh Brackett...

 

[AoiEndo]

Yet no one has spoken here about her other novel, The Last Man. And no one has spoken about how the novel alludes to Milton’s ‘Paradise Lost’ and Coleridge’s ‘Rine of the Ancient Mariner’ and Rousseau’s theories of natural education, and how the novel is a critic critique of human advancement, with her allusion to Volney.

Shelley was brilliant because she wrote, but also because of what and how she wrote! And all of 18! And to think that Frankenstein was born out of a silly whim of Byron’s wrote something gothic - Byron, the two Shelley’s and John Polidori bored in a villa in Italy, decided they would write something of gothic horror. Polidori ended up with a vampire story, and Shelley with a novel that lives today!

 

[billrokra]

Amazing to think that you can directly trace the Marvel films and Star Wars and Jurassic Park and Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Twilight right back to that rainy summer in the Villa Diodati in Geneva.

 

[stargame]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

I am a huge Mary Shelley fan.

 

[Titsandclits]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Every day’s a school day, very interesting.

 

[shewantsmore]

Born in 1797 she stood no chance from the beginning. As an intelligent, openminded and sexually free feminist she was born 500 years too early (she wouldn’t stand a chance in Trump’s USA, so don’t even bring it up).

Of course she dated the hottest male at the time, both physically and intellectually, Percy Shelley was a romantic poet always destined to an early death.

Close friends with Lord Byron (who used to drink alcohol from his dead father’s skull), they did drugs, spoke of philosophy, fucked and wrote poetry.

Mary’s parents were close friends with Samuel Coldridge (still one of the best poets ever), drug addict, madman, philosopher and outsider. She had literature in her blood, but as a women never stood a chance.

Luckily she finally got bored of threesomes with Shelley and Lord Byron, and invented science fiction with her amazing debut novel Frankenstein.

Lord Byron was at the time also fucking Mary’s stepsister Claire Clairmont, who had a sexual relationship not only with Lotd Byron but also Mary and her husband Shelley. She later gave birth to Byrons child.

Did I mention how Mary lost her virginity?
With Shelley on top of her mother’s grave.

Shelley who his whole life had visions of himself drowning, refused to learn to swim and finally died in a storm out on a boat, age 29.

Mary died at 53 years of age.
She published Frankenstein anonymously.

Lord Byron at the age of 36.
I once visited a cave where he had carved his name on a wall.
I also visted the place at Lake Geneva where Byron, Shelley and Mary had their threesomes and she came up with Frankenstein.

”The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?”

- Percy Shelley

Thank you for this, i knew a few things about Mary but this was very very interesting, thank you