Mary Shelley

When I was a little kid, I loved science fiction. My brother and I would devour the many scifi books that our uncle brought us, and still be hungry for more.

Asimov, Heinlein, Bradbury, these were my heroes. My little mind was filled with robots, martians, explorations of time and space, and wondrous things invented by intrepid heroes ahead of their time.

So today I would like to celebrate the birthday of Mary Shelley, the OG of science fiction, born 225 years ago today. Everything after her novel Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus owes a debt to that towering achievement.

It’s amazing to ponder the fact that science fiction didn’t always exist as a cultural phenomenon. This wondrous thing needed to be invented by an intrepid hero ahead of her time.

One Response to “Mary Shelley”

  1. Zeev Abrams says:
    this is borderline scifi, written 1800 years ago

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