The House at the End of Hope Street
Author: Menna Van Praag
ISBN 9780670784639 | 304 pages | 04 Apr 2013 | Pamela Dorman Books | 9.25 x 6.25in | 18 - AND UP
Summary of The House at the End of Hope Street
A magical debut about an enchanted house that offers refuge to women in their time of need
Distraught that her academic career has stalled, Alba is walking through her hometown of Cambridge, England, when she finds herself in front of a house she’s never seen before, 11 Hope Street. A beautiful older woman named Peggy greets her and invites her to stay, on the house’s usual conditions: she has ninety-nine nights to turn her life around. With nothing left to lose, Alba takes a chance and moves in.
She soon discovers that this is no ordinary house. Past residents have included Virginia Woolf and Dorothy Parker, who, after receiving the assistance they needed, hung around to help newcomers—literally, in talking portraits on the wall. As she escapes into this new world, Alba begins a journey that will heal her wounds—and maybe even save her life.
Filled with a colorful and unforgettable cast of literary figures, The House at the End of Hope Street is a charming, whimsical novel of hope and feminine wisdom that is sure to appeal to fans of Jasper Fforde and especially Sarah Addison Allen.
Q&A with Menna Van Praag, author of
In the novel, those who visit the house on Hope Street are allotted ninety-nine days to heal from a trying life event. Is there any significance to this number of days, and do you quantify your own, personal healing by the amount of time that has passed?
Initially I allowed the characters to stay at Hope Street for a year but then realised that it was too long. It's so easy to procrastinate and put things off, we all do it every day, and suddenly years have passed and you still haven't done that life-transforming thing you wanted to do. I thought of those incredibly inspiring people who, given a few months to life, suddenly do all the amazing things they've always dreamed of - literally living every day as if it was their last until it really is. I chose ninety-nine days as a period short enough to light a fire under these characters and long enough that they'd have time to do what was needed. For myself, I've certainly learnt not to endlessly postpone my dreams, to do what I want today because I might not have tomorrow. When I was in my twenties I discovered particular practices of learning to live in the moment, specifically a practice called Instantaneous Transformation which, as the title suggests, is about healing being able to take place in a moment rather than over years. It's certainly influenced my writing as well as my life.
Was there a real Grace Abbott? If not, what inspired you to write a story about a sanctuary for women who have run out of hope?
I love Grace, I wish she was real, but as it is she’s born out of love, desire and imagination – inspired by several real people in my life. The story for The House at the End of Hope Street was in turn inspired by a dream I have to buy a big house and give grants to aspiring artists (writers/painters/singers/
The House at the End of Hope Street is a work of magical realism. What do you think it is about suspending logic and the constraints of reality that bring us closer to some nugget of truth? Why are you drawn to this genre?
I've always loved magical realism, ever since I started reading. I suppose I never lost my childhood sense of wanting to believe in fairies hiding in the bottom of my garden and the possibility of Narnia at the back of every wardrobe. I still look for the magic in every day life, it's what make reality extraordinary. It's sometimes easier to connect with spiritual truths through magical realism. For me this genre is a metaphor for faith, not necessarily religious, but faith that there is more to the world that just what we can see, touch and feel.
Is there any significance to the novel’s Cambridge setting?
I live in Cambridge and love it better than any place on I’ve ever been. I knew the protagonist, Alba, was a brilliant academic so it absolutely made sense she’d be studying at Cambridge University. Everything else fell into place after that. Funnily enough, though I’ve lived here for 35 years, I didn’t know there was a Hope Street until after I finished the book. The title was merely metaphorical so I was delighted to discover it was actually a physical place. Then something very spooky-cool happened. I’d picked the number 11 for the house, as it’s a significant number for me, and (as you already know if you’re reading this, the house in the book is invisible except to those who need it) then a reader told me there isn’t a number 11 on the real Hope Street in Cambridge. That gave me goose bumps!
Are there any elements in the novel that you think an American audience might miss?
I did have some funny moments with my editor while we were “translating” the novel from English into American. She wasn’t sure what a “council estate” was. The closest thing I could think of was “the projects” but that wouldn’t work for the book at all, so I had to cut it. Similarly, Albert was compulsively clothed in tatty jumpers, but that word has a different meaning in American too, so now he wears cardigans. Our education system is quite different as well, though I tried my best to explain it without being overly expositional. In terms of describing Cambridge, I hope my writing has done our beautiful town justice.
On your website, you posted a video explaining how you’d wanted to be a writer ever since you could remember, but had little success until you self-published your first book. What advice would you give to an aspiring writer? Is being a writer as fulfilling as you imagined?
I adore writing. No matter if I’d never been published I would have written for the rest of my life. I love words. I love sentences so beautiful and true they take my breath away. Getting paid to write is heaven and I’m very grateful for it. But you can’t count on that, it can’t be the reason you write. Allow me to quote some of the women in Hope Street:
Now, if you feel the same way about writing then I believe it’s very likely you also have some innate talent for it. You may, and probably will, have to study your craft for many years before being published but, if you write simply because you must, then I suggest you shouldn’t give up trying to get published until you succeed.
What is unique about women being healed by women? Do you find most of your emotional support comes from the relationships you have with other women?
Women have a unique understanding of each other although, of course, not that all women are the same or even very similar. But some of the things we might go through, like menstruation, childbirth, breastfeeding and the like can't possibly be understood by men. I think there is something particularly special, primitive and mystical, about female healing. Perhaps because of the ancient bond of motherhood and the feminine traditions such as midwifery and nursing.
Someone pointed out to me recently that my books always contain an older woman who's a source of wisdom and inspiration. And she's often my favourite character. In Hope Street this is Peggy, the eighty-two-year-old landlady of the house who adores cream and has lovers and takes great care of all the women under her charge. My own primary source of emotional support is my husband. We've been together for fifteen years and he knows me better than anyone. With a single look or word he can tell what's going on in my head. But I have several close female friends with whom I share my heart and I find these relationships enriching in a unique way.
Which character’s stay at the house resonates the most with you? Why?
The main character, Alba, because she is rather similar to me, especially when I was her age: a timid, bookish type who wants to connect with other people but fears rejection. I'm much less shy now, but I can still remember those days quite well!
What surprised you the most while working on the book?
The murder scene. I knew it was coming but I didn't know if I'd be able to write it, at least not as effectively as I hoped. I'd never written anything so dark before and I put it off until I couldn't put it off any longer. I went for a walk and, before I reached the end of the street, the first four lines of the scene dropped into my head. I turned around and ran home. I sat down and wrote the whole scene in an hour. Writing it was one of the most shocking, exciting experiences of the entire book. I still have no idea where it came from.
In what ways does your own home resemble the house at the end of Hope Street?
I wish my home resembled the house at the end of Hope Street! I live in a rather small flat, not an infinitely expanding mansion with changeable rooms inhabited by the spirits of historical women, more's the pity. Although, in essence my home is - at least for me - as comforting and beautiful as the house. Writing this character - for the house is certainly a character in the book - was certainly an act of wish fulfilment. I imagined everything I could possibly want in a home and created it. Imagine stepping into your hallway and being greeted by Florence Nightingale and Virginia Woolf. Imagine the books on your shelves changing according to your whims. Imagine walking into your garden to an explosion of butterflies. I can only dream of such a house.