When I first started writing The Art of Leaving, skulking around Soho mapping Eva’s life, the corner of Silver Place was a clothes shop. I bought a couple of moth-eaten hats and housed my character in a semi-imaginary flat looking out on a semi-fictional Silver Place. “As Soho alleys go, Silver Place was sedate. It was only a few roads down from Walker’s Court, where the sex cinemas were packed together and girls in leather skirts stood on either end haggling over the price of blow jobs…” Eva has been living in the alley ever since. She would approve of the space at the end of her road transforming into a bookshop/gallery/cocktail bar.
The party got a good “review” in Londoner’s Diary, and the book’s had some nice reviews so far too:
“A stunningly accurate and chilling account of the acquiring of emotional wisdom, with vividly drawn characters,” Kate Saunders, The Times
“Anna Stothard’s third novel cements her her place as one of Britain’s best young authors… Stothard’s lush, dreamy prose is given full rein …” Kaite Welsh, The Literary Review
“Stothard gets her talons into you…read it for its beguiling heroine and sparky prose.” Sebastian Shakespeare, Tatler
“I would recommend it to anyone who likes being told a very good story,” New Books Magazine
“The great strength of this book is the lovely London atmosphere; Regents Park, Fitzrovia, the winding streets of Soho, all of which Anna describes so well.” Wendy Holden, The Daily Mail
“A witty, beguiling and increasingly poignant novel about the scars – physical and psychological – that make us who we are.” Stephanie Cross, The Lady