We weren't there and we didn't see it but Old Auntie Lillie's place suddenly had the guts ripped out of it. At the front the house still had the same lovely old face but the back part, the little porch, the kitchen, the bathroom, the laundry―gone!
We couldn't believe our eyes. Zev's hair stood up even more on end. Who was going to live in 45?
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Background to the Book
The Idea
Not that
long ago a family could be a whole, home-grown gang of kids, but today families
are smaller. As a child, I loved Enid Blyton’s The Famous Five - Julian, Dick, Anne, George and Timmy the dog - on
ripping adventures doing pretty much as they pleased, somewhere outdoors, a
cove, an island, a moor. I’d thought of a
story about a gang of kids. Stella Street
is the collection of ideas, observations and notes that came together after the
success of Honey Sandwich. With Rosalind Price as publisher and editor I
felt bold enough to try a novel.
We’re surrounded
by stories of people doing horrible things to each other, but many families are
strong and enjoy life. They go through ups and downs but basically they stick
together. Stella Street is about
people who belong: to a family, a gang, a neighbourhood, a pet. I wanted to
write about kids who were open and robust, ingenious, tenacious and funny. And a
dog, Briquette. Dogs have joie de vivre, they’re unpredictable and bring you
down to earth. And satisfying baddies. Roald Dahl’s baddies are deliciously loathsome.
And an exciting, action-packed plot. And a happy ending, not in a Disneyland
way, an Australian way.
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Writing
I’d never
written a novel before and like most writers with their first book, I just did
it as best I could, writing in biro on any paper to hand, then typed the pieces
into the laptop, shuffling, adding and polishing in a random fashion. It was a
dog’s breakfast. Page numbers were all over the place. What a relief when it
was first printed out! There were eight drafts in the end, the last one
shorter, as I slashed out the boring bits.
To help with plotting I read a book on writing screenplays, Story by Robert McKee. It reminded me of what was important. Some of the story I had already, but ideas lurked, feelings swirled. The story welled up, then started to roll, and images and ideas attached themselves to it like filings to a magnet.
I asked several reader-friends for constructive criticism, and Anna, aged 12, wrote such a thoughtful, touching note that when Rosalind read it, she said without hesitation, ‘Let’s use it for the blurb.’
To help with plotting I read a book on writing screenplays, Story by Robert McKee. It reminded me of what was important. Some of the story I had already, but ideas lurked, feelings swirled. The story welled up, then started to roll, and images and ideas attached themselves to it like filings to a magnet.
I asked several reader-friends for constructive criticism, and Anna, aged 12, wrote such a thoughtful, touching note that when Rosalind read it, she said without hesitation, ‘Let’s use it for the blurb.’
The Design
I thought Henni’s handmade, scruffy, dog-eared notebook might look like this:
Would people would buy something so worn?
It would have been expensive to mass produce. Finally the title page was adapted for the cover. It did look different from other books, with the story starting on the front cover, but it was a normal book. It’s hard to break from the standard paper sizes and binding methods.
It would have been expensive to mass produce. Finally the title page was adapted for the cover. It did look different from other books, with the story starting on the front cover, but it was a normal book. It’s hard to break from the standard paper sizes and binding methods.
Q & A
Where did the name Henni come from?
In 'To The Boy in Berlin', Leo asks this very question and here's Henni's answer: "I got the name Henni when I was little. I fell in a drain and one of my favourite books was about Hendrika, a Dutch cow who fell in a canal. So, while they were trying to rescue me my parents joked and called me Hendrika which turned into Henni. Danielle calls my room Henhenge, and my friend Zev calls me Hendecahedron or Hentathlon or Henultimate, and Dad used to call me Hunda-bun-buncher, which came from Hun from Hen and my English teacher Miss Daikin calls me Henrahen. But most people call me Henni." Has Stella Street ever been adapted? Yes, it was adapted for the stage by Lynne Ellis for the Kaleide RMIT Union Theatre in January 1998 |
How did Zev get his electric hair? Our bodies generate electricity and some, like Zev, make more than others. When he combs his hair, he is charging it and the more plastic the comb, the greater the zap. You should see the spray of sparks when he uses his ebonite comb! Besides, it's fun drawing hair standing up on end. |
Can you pick the languages?