From the Observer debut novelist of the year, comes a blistering, heart-wrenching new novel of complicity and atonement, delving into one nurse’s experience of the little-known history of conversion therapy and the heart-breaking betrayal of the AIDS crisis.
March 2020. Annie is alone in her house as the world shuts down, only the ghosts of her memories for company. But then she receives a phone call which plunges her deeper into the past.
1959. Annie and Rita are student nurses at Fairlie Hall mental hospital. Working long, gruelling hours, they soon learn that the only way to appease their terrifying matron is to follow the rules unthinkingly. But what is happening in the hospital’s hidden side wards? And at what point does following the rules turn into complicity – and betrayal?
My Review
It’s 2020 and the world is in lockdown, Annie is on her own, surviving, getting out once a day for that all important exercise. It may take her a little longer, but she does it. As she strolls, her thoughts to a time gone by are never far from her thoughts as she back to important parts of her life, 1959 and 1984
1959, the year she continued her nurse training in an isolated mental hospital, fellow nurse Rita beside her, about to become a constant in the remainder of her life.
Posted on the men’s ward, Moor described the closeness of the beds, the slumbering bodies wound up in bed clothes waiting to be woken, shaved, and made ready for the day. Annie’s stumbling first few days soon move into confidence, even if Matron constantly watches her every step.
It soon becomes clear that some of the younger men are there to be cured, homosexuality their crime, the treatment brutal and vile. It’s an eye-opening experience for Annie and Rita but also for us the reader. Yet Moor has more to tell, as we are in1984 and the AIDS epidemic. How well I remember the hate, the ignorance, the many who died, the adverts on the TV telling us what we should and should not do.
Annie was again at the centre, a figure curled up in hospital casualty as she left her daughter’s bedside, a drama outside a nightclub and before long her empty house becomes a safe house for the men infected. Her nursing skills once more called upon, perhaps filling the void of a dead husband.
Did she do it for the men or for herself, I tend to think a little of both, Moore perhaps leaving it for us to decide. Whatever our thoughts it didn’t take away from Moor’s beautiful narrative, the emotion it evoked, the characters threaded through the years that became lifelong friends, that hid secrets.
2020 felt like déjà vu, those with COVID avoided like those with AIDS except we all felt the loneliness, the isolation. Moor asking us if it made us more forgiving, more accepting.
Moor brought it all beautifully together, Annie brought full circle, back from where she started, happiness tinged with memories, with a better understanding and I hope closure.
Beautifully written, evocative, and poignant, Moor just gets better and better.
I would like to thank Bonnier Books for a copy of Hold Back The Night to read and review and to Compulsive Readers for inviting My Bookish Blogspot to participate in the blogtour.
About the author
Jessica Moor grew up in south-west London and studied English at Cambridge before completing a Creative Writing MA at Manchester University where her dissertation was awarded the Creative Writing Prize for Fiction. Prior to this she spent a year working in the violence against women and girls sector and this experience inspired her first critically acclaimed novel, Keeper.
She was selected as one of the Guardian’s 10 best debut novelists of 2020 and published her second novel, Young Women, to critical acclaim in 2022. Her third novel is due to be published in 2024. She lives in London.