The Little Broomstick by Mary Stewart
Having recently watched Mary and the Witch’s Flower, I was curious about how it measured up to its source material, particularly since I usually read the book before watching its filmic adaptation.
And The Little Broomstick (1971) is a strange little book in so many ways: beautifully written, with plenty of haunting passages, but with a story and setting that would have been served well with a lot more detail and background. Imagine Hogwarts School without any sense of its history — though Endor College predates Harry Potter by over two decades, there are so many unanswered questions about why it exists and who attends.
Mary Smith is a ten year old girl who’s thoroughly unhappy with her current situation: bundled off to the Shropshire countryside, separated from her siblings, and living with an elderly great-aunt while her parents are in America. But adventure is on the horizon: in quick succession she discovers a little black cat, a strange and beautiful flower, and an ordinary looking broomstick.
But one night the broomstick whisks Mary into the air, carrying her to Endor College (this also predates The Return of the Jedi), a school of witchcraft, where she’s welcomed into the fold by the imposing Madame Mumblechook.
To her delight, Mary finds she has a propensity for magic, but something is wrong at the college. All the sinister spells and locked doors and strange noises make Mary deeply uneasy.
And when she realizes what’s happening, she knows it’s up to her to set things right. All things considered, I actually think the film does a much better idea of fleshing out some of Mary Stewart‘s ideas: Peter is introduced much earlier, for example, the animal stampede is much more satisfying, and the ending is more uplifting (the book ends on an oddly ambiguous note). It even makes better use of the mystery surrounding the name “Mary Smith” that Stewart introduces but never explains with much clarity.
But The Little Broomstick is exciting, and intriguing, and illustrated throughout with distinctive pictures by Shirley Hughes. It’s not by any means a children’s classic, but it’s not without its charms.
It sounds strangely charming. I thought the witches of Endor were in MacBeth, but this is what I found on Wikipedia:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Witch_of_Endor