AMY HENRY

Amy Smile 2I grew up in the Midwest. After earning a B.A. in literature, I did a stint as the editor of a monthly publication for women’s retailers. The job took me around the country—Dallas, Chicago, Boston—and introduced me to many delightful people. I interviewed industry bigwigs, gave seminars, and wrote several hundred articles about fashion retail. It was a great opportunity, but it wasn’t my dream, so I loaded everything into my VW Bug and—against famed editor Horace Greeley’s advice—headed east to Massachusetts where I took up freelance writing and editing. My published work includes: cover stories, how-to articles, and profiles for magazines; news features on women’s issues and other social concerns; online parenting advice; and theater reviews. (The reviews, alas, were gratis, written purely for my love of the stage.) Somewhere in there, I managed to have two kids, earn an M.Ed., teach first grade, and edit several series of college textbooks in psychology and sociology (I still do the editing).

Five years ago, I began writing a suspense novel set in World War II London. The research took me to many fascinating places—Bletchley Park, Churchill’s famous bunker (the Cabinet War Rooms), and the American Bar at the elegant Savoy Hotel, among them—and introduced me to a variety of experts, like the man who helped me calculate the rate of fall for a parachutist dropped over occupied France in 1944. The book is The Sticking Place, and you can read a brief teaser of the plot and an excerpt here.

While seeking representation for The Sticking Place, I am writing a second historical suspense novel. And book number three lurks in the penciled margin notes of the BSO concert program that inspired its plot. Despite my lighthearted tone and love of a good laugh, I am quite serious about publishing my fiction. As Churchill said: Never, never, never give up.

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  1. So nice to find your blog (we ‘met’ through Twitter). Your piece on the Hoboken tragedy rang true for me, both as a parent of grown children and child of an ancient mother. I’m a Midwesterner myself, btw.

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