This month we bring you a guest blog by one of our authors, Suzanne Burdon. Her fictional account of Mary Shelley’s life is a fascinating read.
“Meticulously researched, Burdon’s novel follows the author of Frankenstein across England and Europe, taking in her scandalous elopement with Shelley, their turbulent relationship and their bohemian circle, which included Lord Byron. A fresh and gripping portrayal of this enigmatic literary genius.”… JC, The Lady
Don't leave me alone with her. She's been the bane of my life since I was three years old!'' This is what Mary Shelley, at fifty, said to her daughter-in-law, who had kindly proposed giving Mary some time with her visiting step-sister, Claire.
I read this some four years ago and found it so intriguing, that it led me on a fascinating journey into the early 19th century. What could have caused such vehemence? Why was Mary so anxious about being alone with her stepsister? I didn’t know much about Mary Shelley. Like many people, I was vaguely aware that she had written Frankenstein when she was quite young. I knew also that she was married to the poet Percy Bysshe Shelley.
That is when I discovered that I am an obsessive researcher. As a sociologist, most of my working life has been spent conducting market and social research and when I started reading Mary’s story there were so many aspects of it that resonated strongly with modern life. It was operatic - even a soap opera! There were more scandals, deaths, tortured relationships, loves and losses than in several seasons of Desperate Housewives. Through it all there was Mary, a strong but also vulnerable young woman in socially unsympathetic times. I glimpsed someone who was a teenage rebel, grieving mother, determined author, and long suffering lover of a man well ahead of his time. I wanted to get to know her better, and especially to understand the insidious and damaging influence of her step-sister, Claire.
There are many biographies of Mary, but she is often crowded out by the famous people around her and the complexities of her lifestyle. Finding the real Mary seemed a bit like trying to find a lost child at central station in rush hour. I badly wanted to understand her emotions and motivations more clearly.
|Lock of hair|
The first thing that struck me was how young they all were. Mary was sixteen when she met Shelley. He was already married with a child. With the Geldof’s sadly in the news, it struck me how like Bob Geldof Shelley must have appeared. He was radical, wanting to save the world, wild in appearance, charismatic, and an atheist - a rebel who had been disavowed by his baronet father. He believed in poetry as a force for reformation and change. Poets, he asserted, 'are the unacknowledged legislators of the world'.
|The Old Pancras Churchyard|
One of the places I visited was Pancras churchyard in London, where Mary’s mother, Mary Wollstonecraft, is buried. (She died giving birth to Mary). Mary spent hours there to be near to her mother, and it is where she first met Shelley. I thought it odd that a churchyard would be a place to spend time, but it is still pretty, with lawns and trees and a smattering of monument style graves.
Mary was just back from a year in the hills of Scotland with some family friends. She was strong-minded and clever, raised in a world of books and ideas. Her mother, Mary Wollstonecraft, was author of A Vindication of the Rights of Women. Her father was William Godwin, a philosopher and political theorist, who wrote a groundbreaking book called Political Justice. Shelley was a disciple of her father, and in Mary he saw a girl who had the genes to achieve great things in literature and philosophy, as well as being attractive. His wife was beautiful but could not match him in intellectual aspiration. In Mary he had found his soulmate, but it was a dramatic and clandestine courtship.
When they eventually eloped they were like kids on a gap year, recklessly setting off to France, weeks after Napoleon was defeated, through villages still ravaged from war. They had little money and few clothes and only the optimism of the very young. The only shadow on their bright future was that when they had left London in the early hours of a July morning, they had taken Mary's step-sister, Claire, with them. There seemed to be no good reason for it, especially as Claire and Mary were not blood relations and were not exactly close or even compatible. It was even more incomprehensible, because Claire was in love with Shelley and had a history of jealousy of Mary. Why did Mary let this happen, especially as it was a decision that infected everything that happened to her from then on and impacted on her relationship with Shelley?
Penniless, they had to return to England cheaply and so they travelled on a boat along the Rhine. I discovered that there is an old Frankenstein Castle, near Gernsheim in Germany, where the alchemist Dippel lived, who was reputed to exhume bodies for anatomical research. The seed of inspiration for the novel, Frankenstein, may have been planted there as the travellers passed close to the ruins.
Claire engineered a meeting between Shelley and Byron in Geneva, because she had made a play for Byron. Frankenstein was conceived there in Byron’s Villa Diodati on the Lake, as a result of a challenge to write a ghost story. The Villa Diodati is still there and overlooks the Lake as it would have in 1816. I had always been puzzled that it was July, yet there was driving rain and thunderstorms to set the scene. Then I discovered that 1816 was known as The Year Without A Summer.
My researches also took me to the Buckinghamshire village of Marlow, where they lived a happy year in spite of trying to hide Claire’s baby by Byron. I then went to many places in Italy where they spent the last four years of their time together.
In Pisa, in particular, they felt happy. They called it the Paradise of Exiles. When I was there I was surprised to discover that at that time they had camels pulling boats along the Arno, the wide river that runs through the city.
|The Arno in Pisa. No camels now!|
Casa Magni, on the Gulf of Spezia is hard to imagine as the wild and isolated place of their last days. Now it is overrun with holiday makers, but there is still the veranda where Mary and Jane scanned the sea in hope that their men would return alive.
Another discovery was that Frankenstein was adapted for the stage several times in Mary’s lifetime. She seemed to feel no concern that they added music and meddled with the script. One production was so scary that women in the audience fainted.
I have loved every minute of the years I have spent with Mary Shelley and I hope that readers will, like me, see her as a complete person, flawed as well as favored, applaud her courage and sympathise with her trials, as well as understanding something about life in the early nineteenth century.
The title of the book Almost Invincible, is taken from a letter that Mary's father wrote to friends whom Mary was to visit, describing his daughter. He said: 'She is singularly bold, somewhat imperious, and active of mind. Her desire of knowledge is great, and her perseverance in everything she undertakes, almost invincible.' Mary certainly had to prove that prophecy in the nine years she spent with Shelley.
For a taster of Suzanne’s novel, you can download a sample chapter here.
The book is available to buy from all good bookshops and online.
Almost Invincible by Suzanne Burdon ISBN 9780992354008
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