Helen was born in Holywood, County Down in Northern Ireland. In the Irish tradition, books and the telling of tales have enchanted her since she was a child, and writing and telling her own stories is just a projection of this love.
She received a BA and MA from Trinity College in Dublin and now lives in Charlottesville, Virginia, with her husband. Helen continues to generate stories that delight readers with her amusing and playful perspective on the world. She is the author of Tales from Balladhoon, A Pineapple Dream and other Nonsense, Higgledy-Piggledy Thoughts, and I Just Met A Dinosaur! And now, her newest children’s book, Adventures In Dinglewood, is available for pre-order! Come join the fun and explore! |
If you are in a hurry, you might pass by Dinglewood without paying much attention. But if you listen carefully, you just might hear the pitter-patter of small feet and the chattering of tiny voices. Turn the page—There’s a world of adventure here in Dinglewood for you to discover!
“Meet Henrietta and Jasper, two playful mice whose appetite for adventure inspires these five charming tales in Helen Williamson’s newest release. Beautifully illustrated, Adventures in Dinglewood will remind parents and grandparents of beloved books in the tradition of Peter Rabbitand Wind in the Willows—But the story lines here are laced with mystery and mettle, crafted to appeal to younger siblings of the Harry Potter generation. Adventures in Dinglewood is sure to take its place alongside many long-loved children’s books as a delightful modern classic.”
—Kai Rady, Toy and Book Buyer, Shenanigans (est. 1974), Charlottesville, VA, USA “Helen Williamson and Nancy Atkins charm young readers with the magical adventures of Henrietta and Jasper as they encounter Dinglewood’s many zany woodland creatures. . . Adventures in Dinglewood would be a wonderful addition to any child’s bookshelf.”
—Anna Burger, author of Pea Soup and the Seafood Feast and The Sea Hunt |
If you met a dinosaur, what would you do?
Play hide-and-seek or go to the zoo? Who knows if their skin was pink, purple, or blue? Or if they squawked, roared, or mooed? Did they polish their nails and feathers and scales, And sharpen their teeth with the ends of their tails? When you open this book of dinosaur rhymes You’ll meet some of those creatures from long-ago times! |