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In our previous conversation with Eileen Hunt Botting (April 2020) as the pandemic began to deceptively settle into our routines we focused on Mary Shelley’s post-apocalypse novel, The Last Man – a book which explored loss in its most extreme form in order to find a more humane way to live and love, and create art. Today, we turn once …

Mary Shelley’s novel of 1818, Frankenstein, Or, the Modern Prometheus, seems to me to clang like a hammer blow against a bell that tolls our self-inflicted doom. To quote Victor Frankenstein– None but those who have experienced them can conceive of the enticements of science. In other studies you go as far as others have gone before you, and there …