On a cold and rainy November night, Victor Frankenstein gave a cold, lifeless figure the spark of life after many years of excruciating, hard work. Victor's journey to create life was very lonely and solemn. He locked himself in his apartment for many years and for a long time had no contact with his family or friends.Victor was completly and totally fascinated by life and death and this took up every inch of brainspace he had. In preparation for his creation he spent many months studying and examining life and death. He even went as far as to study a worm's eyes and brain. Victor also spent many more months gathering materials to form the monster out of. Most of his materials came from the graveyard where he dug up death decaying bodies and used many of their bones and organs. Its hard to imagine how dedicated and consumed Victor was by his creation. I know I have never personally ever been close to being so into something but, have you?
Rebekah,
ReplyDeleteI think the blog template is perfect for Frankenstein. Well, to answer your question, I think we've all had our bouts with being consumed with something. In 1999 I started getting into juggling the soccer ball. At first I could only complete less than ten before dropping the ball. Then, I was working towards 100 consecutive juggles. Months later, I met my goal of juggling the millenium--2000. This constant practice had its consequences because I started to count everything. I couldn't walk anywhere without counting my steps. My tendency to count everything nearly drove me mad. I can't imagine how Victor felt because his obsession was mine multiplied times over.