Enid Bagnold
National Velvet, a novel by Enid Bagnold, stands among her notable works and brought her name to readers of English-language fiction. That work, alongside her output for the stage and in autobiography, reflects the range of forms she worked in across her career as a writer.
Born on 27 October 1889 in Rochester, Bagnold held citizenship of the United Kingdom and was educated at Prior's Field School. She worked as a nurse, and she also wrote in English as a novelist, playwright, and autobiographer. Her novel National Velvet is among the works associated with her name, and she produced prose fiction alongside other forms throughout her writing life.
As a playwright, Bagnold contributed works including The Chalk Garden and A Matter of Gravity to the theatrical record. She also wrote autobiography, adding a personal narrative dimension to a body of work that otherwise encompassed fiction and drama. In recognition of her contributions as a writer, she received the Commander of the Order of the British Empire.
Bagnold died on 31 March 1981 at 17 Hamilton Terrace, London, having been born ninety-one years earlier in Rochester. The Library of Congress authorized her name in its catalogue under the label "Bagnold, Enid," reflecting the formal institutional recognition of her place within the documented record of English-language writing. That catalogued presence offers a concrete measure of how her output was preserved within established frameworks of literary record-keeping.
Quotes by Enid Bagnold

It was March. The days of March creeping gustily on like something that man couldn’t hinder and God wouldn’t hurry.

The pleasure of one’s effect on other people still exists in age – what’s called making a hit. But the hit is much rarer and made of different stuff.

If a dog doesn’t put you first where are you both? In what relation? A dog needs God. It lives by your glances, your wishes. It even shares your humor. This happens about the fifth year. If it doesn’t happen you are only keeping an animal.






