About Me

about-me-01Elizabeth Henry, self-confessed romanticist and bibliophile writes…

‘My infatuation with books began at a very early age. I grew up in a house surrounded by them, and I loved to escape inside stories about ‘The Four Marys’, ‘Winnie the Pooh’ and ‘Jemima Puddle-Duck’. I yearned incessantly to have magical adventures with Enid Blyton’s fairy folk and to clamber through a wardrobe or a looking glass to a make-believe world.

As I matured, I moved on to the classics, in particular the Brontës and Dickens, but now my taste has broadened, and as long as I can lose myself within the pages of a well-thumbed epic, I am content.

In recent times, I have discovered a partiality for poetry, which, oddly enough, stemmed from the accidental finding of a jaunty little jingle by Rudyard Kipling. It was called ‘The Bee-Boy’s Song’ and was featured in a novel by my favourite author. This droll and delightful ditty spurred me to buy a book of verse, which I found surprisingly enlightening, and a few months on, following a brief encounter with a bird, I began writing my own.

I am now a member of The Society of Classical Poets.

about-me-02As well as a fondness for literature, I am also passionate about ancient castles, hoary historic houses and the wild and wonderful landscape which begirds me. I love nature and have an unquenchable thirst for travel – particularly round Scotland and Wales; they are awe-inspiring and never fail to fuel my passion to write.

My home is a charming but slightly ramshackle cottage in Shropshire, where I live with my horticulturalist husband and my eight-year-old son. In our vast and verdurous garden, we grow blowsy blooms and wholesome vegetables; we also keep five colourful chickens for eggs. We have oodles of adventures together, many of which are fantastical enough to write about… And so I do!’