The rest of Frankenstein 

Where did I leave of? As I'm typing this, I can't actually remember. I know it was chapter 10, but I don't remember what happened in chapter 10?
Oh wait, yes, I do. I'm going to stop verbalising my thoughts. Is it even verbalising if I'm typing it? One of the many intellectual wonders conjured by the pursuit of literature...

Frankenstein ventures into the mountains and is eventually confronted by the gigantic, ghastly and generally rather aesthetically unpleasing fiend. He is seized with fury at this point, and is determined (rather stupidly, considering the size difference) to annihilate this beast where it stands. Justifiably, Frankenstein is in an indignant rage about the death of Justine and blames the monster - accurately. The monster accepts responsibility with a seemingly heavy heart, but implores Frankenstein to hear his tale out so that he might empathise with him:

The monster relayed that it had quite the tumultuous conception, struggling to discern between its various senses. The form of the novel now changes to the monster's narration (although I do feel bad calling it a monster, because it's ever so eloquent. I'm calling it Steve now). Steve left Frankenstein's laboratory and went into the wilderness, foraging for edible foliage and fruit. He encountered a couple of villagers, but they were less than pleased to see him, and it engendered in him a profound self-loathing, compounded by the fact that his creator didn't care for him. Despite this, Steve survives nomadically, eventually settling upon the discovery of fire - an elusive and perplexing substance. Following this, Steve makes himself comfortable in a hovel overlooking a family home. The family comprises a blind man, called Mr DeLacey; a young man called Felix, another young woman (whose name eludes me) and at a later point, an arabian girl named Safie. Steve observes the family habitually over months, and helps them collect wood and clear their path of snow during the cover of darkness, inconspicuously. In his observation, Steve grasps the conventions of human behaviour and picks up a language - French - but Shelley would have you believe otherwise. Steve finds himself emotionally bonded to this family; after all, they are to thank for his newlywed knowledge of humanity. Eventually, Steve musters the courage to speak to the blind old man, because he can't see that he's a hideous beast. The blind man is responsive and considerate to the monster's plight, and Steve hints not too subtly that he wishes to join their community. It's all going surprisingly well until Felix returns home and kicks the bejesus out of Steve. Steve exercises impressive self control not rip his head off and retreats, desolate and lonely to a period of wanton destruction on the house when the family have left. He sets it alight and parties a bit, like a 16 year old raver girl who's had half a bottle of WKD and acts like she's done 3 lines of coke. Steve goes on to explain that he turned towards the community of man in his anger and in search of Frankenstein for retribution. He finds the child that's now dead and fucks it up.

Following Steve's cathartic exhortation, he pleas with Frankenstein to make him a female companion in exchange for his quitting the company of men and relocation to the South American jungles. Grudgingly, Frankenstein agrees to this demand, and sets about the creation of another monster. He returns to his native Geneva to meet his ailing father and harrowed cousin, Elizabeth, whose hand is promised in marriage to him. His father brings up the notion of marriage to quell the extreme strife and misfortune suffered by the Frankensteins. Impassioned by the prospect of marriage, Frankenstein negotiates with his father to leave for England, under the auspice of expanding his horizons, but in reality to concentrate on his project for Steve and study the latest philosophers. His father, however, arranges for him to meet with his friend, Henry Clerval at Strasburgh on his journeys. This is no major stumbling-block for Frankenstein, because he appreciates the company, but it does mean that he needs to be more secretive. They travel through England and are expected by a friend in the frozen, underdeveloped tundra of Scotland. 

Frankenstein escapes the friendship of Clerval for a couple of months to continue his work on Mrs Monster (who will hereby be known as Petunia for the duration of his blog) on a secluded island. Here, Frankenstein braves the harsh environs and progresses, until he reaches an unfortunate epiphany. He rationalises that to give life to Petunia would be incredibly selfish. He is unleashing a creature of potentially greater malignity and evil than Steve unto the world - perhaps they will breed! - so that he might avoid an uncomfortable life. On balance, it's Frankenstein's happiness vs the potential extinction of the human race at the hands of Steve, Petunia and their gruesomely hypothetical progeny. Frankenstein resolves to abandon the project and destroys Petunia then and there - the brute! Steve pops by the say hello and is mortified (ba-dum-tsh) to learn of Petunia's sad passing. He flips his shit and threatens Frankenstein that he will be there on his wedding night, then buggers off (sorry, I've relapsed).

A bit shaken, Frankenstein returns to land on his boat, but is caught in mists and blown off-course. He eventually reaches land, but the land's inhabitants look a bit grumpy. In fitting with his usual fortune, he is accused of murder. Calmly, he goes to the Magistrate's office to clear his name. Three things are made apparent at this point: Frankenstein is in Ireland; Steve has killed Clerval; and the Magistrate is a decent fellow. Upon learning of his friend's death, Frankenstein has a bit of a fit and is ill for a few months. The magistrate stands in his defence at the trial and and clears him. Frankenstein's father visits him at this point and says hello. Long story short, there's a wedding between Frankenstein and Elizabeth, and Frankenstein stupidly assumes that Steve wants to kill him. While he's preoccupied with defending himself, Steve throttles her. Moral of the story, protect yo' bitches. Frankenstein's clearly not too pleased, and goes in search of Steve... in the north pole (as y'do).

Now, the narrative returns to the fellow on the boat writing to his wife. Frankenstein slowly dies, but not before issuing a warning about Steve and a heroic speech about pussying out on the adventure. When Frankenstein dies, he briefly laments his rage. Steve crops up, and laments his being a massive dick. There are a load of emotions and stuff, then it's over.

THE END.