L.P. Woodward never planned to become a writer. Reading was always a challenge, not a pastime. But when the story of The Billy Bennett Chronicles began to take shape, it didn’t feel like fiction—it felt like something waiting to be unearthed. What started as a rough outline became a world of dwarves, demons, silent magic, and a boy called Billy who refused to give up.

L.P. Woodward lives in Coventry—the very landscape where Billy’s journey begins. “Write what you know,” they say, and while he may not have known fantasy tropes or literary formulas, he knew loss. He knew silence. He knew the quiet courage it takes to keep going when things fall apart. That honesty is what built the soul of this series.

At home, he shares life with Jackie, his partner of 35 years. Together, they’ve weathered storms, shared quiet joys, and grown into each other’s rhythm — a rhythm that echoes through the relationships in his books. Celie and Ellie, two beloved pets who’ve passed, live on in the story. Percy, their current dog (a yampy and Sylium with a habit of interrupting writing sessions), might just find his own place in the pages too — if the readers come.

L.P. Woodward didn’t write this story because he’d read a hundred others. He wrote it because he had something to say. Something slow. Something real. Something that listens before it speaks.

And somehow, it became a book worth sharing.