About Me



As a person, I'm naturally curious, often deep in reflection, dwelling in the past, so it's no wonder that I enjoy studying history and writing historical fiction. 

My maternal grandparents served during World War II, and their stories of bravery and sacrifice have fed my imagination since childhood and inspired me to delve deep into the archives. Once I began researching, I couldn't resist sharing what I had learned.

My debut novel, The Beauty Shop, is the one I hold most dear. It won a B.R.A.G. Medallion and is based on the true story of the RAF Guinea Pig Club. When I first read about the lesser-known club, I knew I had to bring it to life. Speaking with two former WW2 pilots from the club was epic. They loved the novel, especially the aerial scenes, and that meant more to me than any literary award.

The real-life exploits of the SOE Agent, Nancy Wake, inspired my second novel, Madame Fiocca. Following on with tales of espionage, I am writing a speculative fiction series set during the Second World War. It's been a challenge, but as I sit here drinking copious mugs of tea, I am glad to say I am making progress. Her Darkest Hour will be released in May 2025 with Northodox Press.


When I'm not writing, I love exploring the lakes and fells in my local region of Cumbria. I am a member of The Society of Authors and love hearing from readers so please do get in touch if you have any questions. 

You can catch up with me on facebook.com/AuthorSuzyHenderson or on Twitter @Suzy_Henderson. 

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