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“A filthy process in which I was engaged”: Revising Frankenstein

Terror, nausea, and the solitary slog of patching together cold, dead bodies in the workshop:  Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus created a fantastical, searing metaphor for the horrors of revision, that process by which writers try, fail, and try again to animate the corpses of their ideas.  Yet it is Shelley’s—and Victor Frankenstein’s—dazzling…

The Growth of A Year

I troop forth replenish’d with supreme power, one of an average unending procession, Inland and sea-coast we go, and pass all boundary lines, Our swift ordinances on their way over the whole earth, The blossoms we wear in our hats the growth of thousands of years.   Eleves, I salute you! come forward! Continue your…

I’ve Been Writing

    Avidly is running pieces about the experience and labor of writing.  We’d like to encourage people with a range of perspectives–academic, non-academic; professional, pleasurable–to send us essays on the questions writing raises for them.  Just click on “Submissions” above. –Eds.   I recently saw friends from my former life, including a few who…