Two extra-ordinary writers for the price of one!

I'm delighted to have Jane Risdon on a return visit to my blog. Jane has brought along her co-author on Only One Woman, Christine Jones. 

Only One Woman is receiving Five Star accolades on Amazon. Here is a taste of what readers are saying 
'A wonderful trip down memory lane.'
'Beautifully crafted.'
'Both women tugged at my heart.'
'A fantastic read.'

 Hello Carol, it is great to be able to tell you about working together on Only One Woman, thanks for asking us. J&C.
Jane Risdon



How did the two of you first meet/get to know one another?
J I’ll let Christina answer this one, I am sure people have heard enough from me…
C We knew about one another for some time before we actually met. I was involved in pop journalism and became the Fan Club Secretary for Jane’s boyfriend’s group… So we exchanged letters for ages before we met in person. We liked each other immediately – recognising kindred spirits – and we’ve been friends ever since.  

From whom did the initial inspiration for OOW come?
J We both always wanted to write together. Personally I couldn’t think how, or even why Christina would want to write with me. She had a fabulous well established career as a best-selling, award-winning author and I was involved in the music business, with dreams of being a crime writer. So, how we could write together and what we could write together was somewhat of a dilemma. I’ll let Christina expand on this…
C Both of us! We were both playing around with the idea of writing together – but as I write froth and bubble rom-com and Jane writes gritty crime, our styles were oceans apart so a collaboration seemed highly unlikely… until we met one day and said of course the one thing we had in common was our experiences of life and the music scene in the 1960s… it was a real light-bulb moment – and the embryo idea for OOW was born!
J I remember the meeting well. Peter Robinson was at a local Waterstones signing his latest book and Christina is a huge fan (and me too) and we decided we’d go to his signing. Also, he has mentioned her in one his books and later he told us his wife - in real life - is a huge fan. Christina didn’t want to introduce herself, being shy, so I put my music management hat on and introduced them and he was chuffed to meet her, and said his wife would be so jealous. After the signing Christina and I went to a local watering-hole for a natter about writing together.

Do you share the same taste in music and reading for example?
J I love anything well written, performed and well produced. Most of my career in music I’ve worked with a variety of musical genres, including Chinese Opera, Classical Opera, Thrash Metal and Hard and Heavy Rock, R&B and Pop/R&B and Dance. I’ve never worked with anything I didn’t love. The 1960s is a special music-wise for me, but not the early Rock ‘n’ roll or some of the singer-songwriters of that era, though I love their material performed by others. Bob Dylan is a prime example – I cannot listen to him but love his songs. I am also a fan of the musicals from the early to mid-20th century and I adore Doris Day and Howard Keel, Glen Miller and the big band sounds of the 1940s.
C I think my musical tastes are far more poppy than Jane’s – and of course we both love 60’s music – but honestly, I love tunes from all musical genres, classical, modern – all of them – oh, except a lot of the 21st century manufactured all-sounds-the-same stuff – oh, and the current trend for solo boys strumming a guitar off-key and wailing out of tune… lol – oh, and I can’t do with rap or hip-hop or whatever they’re called these days… Goodness – I’m clearly very old lol!
J Join the club. I cannot abide anything Indie, Rap or Hip/Hop etc. The poetry of the lyrics can be clever, but the ‘music’ hits a nerve at the back of my brain, and it ain’t pretty.
Books – yes we both love crime novels, police procedurals and thrillers! From Agatha Christie to the present day.
J  I agree and I love anything to do with Espionage as well.



How different/similar are your writing styles?
C Miles apart lol! As I’ve already said I write feel-good bucolic frolic fiction – happy ever after stories and love and laughter. Jane writes brilliantly at the other end of the spectrum. However, as the writing style of OOW was a sea-change for us both, we managed to adapt really well. Eventually…
J Cripes, I’d read Christina’s work and I loved it, but I never thought I could ever write well enough to - in all seriousness - ever write with her. She’ll tell you, I was always worrying about dragging her down to ‘my level’ and ruining her reputation writing with me, I was so filled with self-doubt and anxiety…before we’d even started any writing, but she read some of my stories and like them, so in the end I had to get a grip! I think getting our styles right so they fitted Only One Woman has been amazing. I have no idea how we managed it, but it seems to have just happened.

How did you decide who wrote which part/ break down the writing?
J I’ll let Christina answer this one
C That was the easy part I think. Once we’d agreed on the outline of OOW we knew the only way it would work was for each of us to assume the identity of one of the characters – and to make the novel narrative work, we decided to let our characters tell their stories via their diary entries… As we’d also agreed to use part of our own backgrounds for Renza and Stella and fictionalise the rest, the story had to start with Renza’s story, so Jane kicked it all off…
I call tell you, Jane had a blue fit when she realised she’d be opening the book and trying to capture the reader long enough to read past the first page! No stress at all…

Which was your main method of communication – email? Phone? Did you have the opportunity to meet up?
J Again, I’ll hand over to Christina to answer this one…
C We spoke on the phone occasionally if we had a complicated bit of story to unravel, but as we don’t live close to one another we didn’t meet at all - however we emailed all the time – winging the latest bits of OOW back and forth – BUT to start with Jane wrote all Renza’s parts from start to finish then she emailed me the manuscript and I slotted Stella’s story in.. then we phoned, emailed, texted and each added more adventures for the girls… it was all very 21st century for a very 20th century novel!
J Such a cool way to write together. Thanks goodness for the internet. Imagine doing it by snail-mail…

Be honest now! How difficult/easy did you find it, collaborating with someone writing a novel?
J It was a little daunting writing Renza, Scott, and the characters in the early part of Only One Woman and then sending it to Christina for her parts, since she didn’t know what to expect and had to very cleverly fit in with what I’d set-up, some the characters who’d feature in her parts had been established by the time she came to write. She’s done a fab job too, it must have been difficult. Also I didn’t know anything about Stella, her family or friends, when writing the earlier parts. I’ve never done it before, and I am not sure how it would have worked with anyone else. It was easy, no stress and good fun.
C I’d never done it before, and I’m not sure it would work with someone I didn’t know well,  but I think because Jane and I know each other inside out, are such good friends, and we’re very close, it was easy. Also we’re very similar laid-back ladies without egos… so, yes, it was a fabulously enjoyable experience.
J Oh cripes egos! Had enough of those to last a lifetime working with singers and musicians. Cannot be doing with it.

What happened if one of you came up with a piece of writing or an idea that the other really didn’t like?
J Fortunately, it didn’t happen. Writing together was easy, we both knew the story we wanted to tell.
C It didn’t happen! Honestly. I guess if it had we’re good enough friends for us to be able to discuss it and come to an amicable decision without coming to blows lol. 

Did you edit/proof read each other’s work?
C Oh – we both read it through over and over and over again – we didn’t edit each other’s pieces, we left all that to our professional editors – but yes, because we added so many additional story-lines to the original outline and had to make sure the continuity worked each time, we read it so often that we both said in the end we could probably quote the whole 500 pages off by heart lol.
J I agree with Christina, we didn’t really edit for each other, we had an editor to do all that. My poor long suffering husband read every word over and over, as I wrote, until he could recite my parts in his sleep. He also had to check musical facts for me. I don’t know if Christina’s husband had the same joyful experience. Interestingly, my husband said that he thought men would enjoy the book as much as girls. He was right. We have had lots of men read and review Only One Woman for us.  We were asked to add to the 130,000 words already written when we thought we’d finished the book – it is about 160,000 words now and yes, we know the 500 pages off by heart. War and Peace for the 21st century but a fast read so we are told.

Would you write another book in collaboration with another writer again?
J I have been asked a few times, but I am not sure - probably not - unless with Christina. We both have quite a few stories we could still tell…
C With Jane. Yes. With someone else? Probably not…

Did you agree on covers etc/
I’ll hand over to Christina for this one

C Our publisher chose the cover – we had a different one originally – neither of us liked it – and the publisher did agree to change it for the one we have now with the generic hippy 60s rock-chick with flowers in her hair… and Narnia’s Children’s yellow band-bus (Jane’s suggestion) in the background

Perhaps Christina could tell us a little about herself?
·         OK… Um… Here goes… (Carol – this is my official bio – please, please cut out all the irrelevant stuff here) I’m the only child of a schoolteacher and a circus clown, and have written all my life (long before I thought I’d ever be published). As well as writing romantic comedy novels, and pop interviews and stories to the teenage magazines, I’ve also contributed short stories and articles to many national magazines and newspapers.
 
Christina Jones
I’ve won awards for my writing: Going the Distance was a WH Smith Fresh Talent Winner; Nothing to Lose, was shortlisted and runner-up for the Thumping Good Read Award with film and television rights sold; Heaven Sent was shortlisted in The Melissa Nathan Comedy Romance Awards and won a Category Award; Love Potions won the Pure Passion Award; The Way to a Woman’s Heart was short-listed for the Rom-Com of the Year; and An Enormously English Monsoon Wedding won The Reviewer’s Choice Award.

I’ve written 21 romantic comedy novels:
Dancing in the Moonlight; Going the Distance; Running the Risk; Stealing
the Show; Jumping to Conclusions; Tickled Pink; Nothing to Lose;
Walking on Air; Lavender Lane; Honeysuckle House; Forever Autumn;
Summer of Love; Hubble Bubble; Seeing Stars; Love Potions; Happy
Birthday; Heaven Sent; Moonshine; The Way A Woman's Heart; Never
Can Say Goodbye and An Enormously English Monsoon Wedding.

I’ve also written and/or contributed to 11 e-book-only novellas/short
stories/compilations: Those Lazy, Hazy Crazy Days; Mitzi’s Midwinter Wedding; Bucolic Frolics; Happy Ever After; Snippets; Shiver; Holiday Fling; Wishing on a Star; Chicklit Lovers Vol One; Chicklit Lovers Vol Three; and the Milton St John Box-Set.

I’m chuffed to bits to say that  the love and peace and rock’n’roll 1960s story: Only One Woman – co-authored with the wonderful Jane Risdon - was published as an e-book in November 2017 and will be available in all shops/libraries/outlets as a mass market paperback on May 24th 2018.

My next novel – Marigold’s Magical Mystery Tour – will be published in September 2018.

All my novels are currently available, either in paperback or e-book format, and after years of travelling and a million different jobs, I now live in rural Oxfordshire with my Toy boy Trucker husband and several rescued cats.

J & C Thanks so much Carol for asking us to tell you about Only One Woman and writing together, it has been fun.

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Patsy Collins - The Travelling Writer.


Welcome to my blog, Patsy Collins.  Patsy is a prolific short story writer, having many published in magazines, in many different countries. She has also published a number of short story anthologies and novels.
Patsy and her husband are inveterate travellers. They publish some of their wonderful photographs on social media.
Many of us know Patsy as the editor of Womagwriter blog. She keeps us up to date with the ever changing world of magazines which accept short stories. We are all grateful for the work she puts in, with this blog and with her 'free competitions' blog. I shall let Patsy tell you more about herself.

Thanks for inviting me over, Carol.

I'm Patsy Collins – a short story writer and novelist. Several of my writing friends refer to me as 'the travelling writer'. That nickname is appropriate in several ways. For one thing, my short stories are regularly published in women's magazines in the United Kingdom, Australia, Sweden, Ireland and South Africa. (A few of these stories have been reproduced in themed collections, such as Through The Garden Gate, Slightly SpookyStories I, No Family Secrets and All That Love Stuff. There's also a shorter collection, Not A Drop To Drink, which is available as a free ebook.)





Another way I get about a bit is online. As well as a website and the usual social media, I have two writing related blogs. Womagwriter provides all the official guidelines and news needed by anyone wishing to submit fiction to women's magazines. There's often advice, tips and interviews from those involved in the industry too, plus information on fillers, non-fiction and pocket novels.

My other blog regularly provides links to free to enter writing competitions. I'm very keen on these, partly because my first novel, Escape To The Country, was initially published as a result of my winning one. You can imagine how much that boosted my confidence. Free competitions have also resulted in my work being performed in the House of Commons, read by Jeffrey Archer and A.L. Kennedy, translated into Greek and winning me cake.


The most obvious reason for my travelling writer nickname however is that I do much of my writing in a campervan. My husband is a maritime photographer, so we travel with his work and I use some of the places we visit frequently in my novels. It's great being able to write on location and literally walk in my character's footsteps. So far I've used Portsmouth, the New Forest, Dover and South Wales for novels, and places in Scotland, Sweden, France.  I like it so much that Leave Nothing But Footprints is actually set in a campervan... er and involves a photographer. (That doesn't stop people asking me where I get my ideas from!)


The non-fiction book From Story Idea to Reader, was written by me in England, France and Scotland, whilst my co-author Rosemary J. Kind worked on it in Yorkshire and Switzerland. Isn't the internet useful?

I don't just write in the van, I use it to visit writing friends and sometimes to give talks to writing groups or run workshops. (To travel to them, I mean – any events held inside the van would need to be very exclusive and intimate!) It's lovely to meet up with people I know online and that's something I hope to be doing more of this year.


Patsy has provided kindly provided links to her blogs, website and her books. Please go along and have a look.

Through The Garden Gate – getBook.at/GardenGate

Slightly Spooky Stories 1 – getBook.at/SSS1

No Family Secrets – getBook.at/NFS

Alll That Love Stuff - getBook.at/ATLS

Not A Drop To Drin – getBook.at/NotADropToDrink

With Love And Kisses – getbook.at/WLAK




Escape to the Country – viewBook.at/EscapeToTheCountry

Leave Nothing But Footprints – myBook.to/LNBF

From Story Idea to Reader – getBook.at/FSITR


Release Day! What if...? by Abbey MacMunn



Today I'm delighted to welcome the talented author Abbey MacMunn to my blog.  Her collection of short stories, 'What if...?' is released today. I was lucky enough to have the privilege of reading them a short while ago and can highly recommend them.

Some time ago I read Abbey's novel 'Touched' and I loved the romance and 'other worldly' experience that lives amongst its pages. Abbey is a gifted paranormal romance author. So, I was very keen to read her short stories. They didn't disappoint.

This themes of the stories range to include sirens, ghosts, aliens and vampires.  Each story is completely different with a slight twist in the tale. They are well written and each lasts just long enough to put your feet up with a coffee and read while you relax.


I'll let Abbey tell you a little about this magical collection.

What would you do if you discovered you were a ghost, or a mermaid, or even an alien? Or perhaps vampires are more your thing?

First Bite: When vampire-obsessed waitress Madison meets her very own dark prince, is she ready to make the ultimate sacrifice?

Ghost: All Sarah wanted was a chance at a happy life, but as her husband lies dying on the hospital bed, can she confess her ghostly secret?

Song of the Sirens: Found alone on the beach as a child, Kai has always been drawn to the ocean, but can the appearance of a soaking-wet, naked Adonis offer the truth about what she is? 

Otherworldly Dreams: Art student Amy dreams of strange alien galaxies, but what if learning the truth takes her out of this world?

FREE bonus content: Chapter 1 of TOUCHED, a fantasy romance from Tirgearr Publishing.

Buy links:
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ASIN: B079RJSPD6                   



  

Author bio:
Abbey MacMunn writes contemporary, paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK with her husband and their four children. She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association.
When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.





Contact links:
Twitter  @abbeymacmunn


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The Amazing and Versatile Jane Risdon.

Please welcome Jane onto my blog.  Jane has had a varied life, with careers in the music world and even working for the Foreign Office. 

Carol, thanks for asking me to tell you something of the background to writing Only One Woman with Christina Jones. I didn’t want to repeat other interviews and pieces I’ve written, so even though I’m writing about writing the novel, I’ve decided to go ‘off the beaten track’ somewhat.
Our novel begins in 1968 in a rural community in England at the height of the Cold War and the Swinging Sixties, where one of our main characters, Renza, lives with her many siblings and domineering mother. Her father is working overseas and the family will join them in the summer.
Renza is 16 and a music fan, she lives for Top of The Pops and Radio One. There’s little else to bring her joy; she has few friends and her time is spent mostly looking after her siblings and helping her mother. And then Scott, lead guitarist with Narnia’s Children, enters her life. I won’t give the plot away but suffice to say that writing about Scott and Renza was like flashing back to my own youth, in many respects.
The story is fictional but the locations for the music venues (gigs) and many of the bands and music mentioned, is based upon real places and musicians. Many are still around. Others are a complete figment of my imagination and have been based upon a combination of musicians I’ve known and situations I’ve experienced during my many decades involved in the music business – write what you know they say.
As some of your readers might already know, I’m married to a musician whom I met when I was 16. Eventually we went into artiste management -musicians, singers, and song-writers and record producers - internationally. I could write several books about our life working in the music business and I guarantee it would make your hair stand on end. Some of my crime stories hint at it.
All my experiences garnered as the girlfriend, later wife, of a musician living through the crazy, amazing time which was the 1960’s, have been pillaged and plundered whilst writing Only One Woman. Mixed with our life experiences later-on, working with mainly male musicians, it was easy to write what I’m told has been a realistic description of life with, and as, a musician. Both Christina and I used our experiences, of course.  She was, in real life, the fan-club secretary to my husband’s band - which is how we know each other. She wrote Stella using some of her experiences with the band, I am sure.
Back to 1968 and my husband’s band who’ve been such a great source of material for me over the years. I took various events during 1968/69 and stretched my imagination and used loads of poetic license when writing various chapters. For example, the other band managed by ‘Stephan,’ is based on a real band and they did indeed make their lead singer’s life hell back stage and on stage. They were mega successful and their records are still played today. Back stage was a nightmare – open warfare - when his band (named for him by the way) wanted to have a go at him. Remember the stories about Roger Daltry and Pete Townsend (The Who) fighting back stage and in hotels – physical fights – well, this was how it was with ‘Stephan’s’ other band. It used to get so violent threats of calling the Police was about the only thing to stop them killing him. And on stage they were horrid to him in front of audiences; they’d mock him, berate him, and often left him singing with his microphone switched off for ages before it dawned upon him. Wonderful material for a writer, but actually how dreadful to be in a band like that. All bands fall out of course, but I’ve never experienced anything remotely like that since.
‘Narnia’s Children’ had an army of faithful – mostly female –fans following them up and down the country, covering their van (Bessie Bedford) in lipstick messages and writing quite salacious fan-mail to them, which, going through my husband’s memorabilia containing similar material, I delved into for my research for Only One Woman. I found it quite sad reading them, all these decades later; letters filled with such love and optimism and joy. What were those girls doing now? Did they find happiness with another ‘rock god,’ or did they settle for Fred from the local Council road crew? Some followed the band for years and would show up at gigs, album launches and autograph events, knowing everything about the band, or their desired musician, whilst the band knew little or nothing about them other than their names and by then, familiar faces. Wives and girlfriends of the band  kept a low profile as it wasn’t ‘cool’ for them to be seen or for the band to be ‘taken,’ and the record company and management went to great lengths to keep up the pretence of the band being ‘available and attainable.’  Such tosh, and no-one really believed it I am sure. Nowadays, does anyone care if their adored band or musician is married or has a partner? I think not.
The scene in Only One Woman, at the Army camp, where Narnia’s Children are playing when Renza is confronted by hordes of female fans all throwing themselves at Scott, was quite common. Many confrontations took place in the loos at these events, and the one with the two female soldiers actually happened, to me.
The after gig party is written from memory of several such parties over the years. The fashions and music have changed but the ingredients all making up the ‘party’ at the support band’s home – or ‘dump’ as Renza called it – could have happened any place, anywhere in the world, any time since.
Quite a few ‘group’ vans – in the late 1960’s - were to be seen regularly driving through towns and villages on the way to gigs in venues, large and small. One could pay to see several Chart topping bands and singers for next to nothing and without all the booking nightmares of recent times. The live scene was vibrant and varied. Bands didn’t have such an entourage with them, no security – unless you were The Beatles etc – and access to them was unfettered usually. A fan could walk into a dressing room (or what passed for one back then) and even turn up outside the band’s home with ease. It was not unusual to find a half-naked girl in the dressing rooms so the band told me many times. I wasn’t surprised.
I recall bumping into various fans who’d managed to secret themselves in the back of the van, hidden behind the drums and stacks (speakers, amps etc), only to be discovered upon reaching home as the van was being unloaded by the roadies. Few people had phones at home, there wasn’t internet, so unless someone was near the local phone-box there was no way to call a taxi for them or to notify their families that they were safe and well, often hundreds of miles from their homes. The fans came into the band’s home, were fed and watered, and sometimes allowed to sleep over, until the roadies could get them to the nearest bus, coach, or railway station and sent home. In recent times ‘security’ check the trucks (no vans these days) for stow-away girls and of course, illegal immigrants. How times have changed. And of course bands no longer get in to their Ford Transit or Bedford van to drive all over the country and Europe; most fly or travel in tour buses. I must admit I do prefer the latter forms of transport. Vans were fine back when, but these days comfort wins every time over the ‘fun’ of slumming it on the road.
I could ramble on forever about ‘those days,’ but I won’t. If you are curious about the life and times of a UK band in the late 1960’s, do please consider reading Only One Woman. And if you do, please let us know what you think. Better still, leave a review on Amazon and GoodReads for others to read – every little helps.
Jane Risdon

The Paperback (Worldwide) and Audio will be published May 24th 2018 for stores and libraries etc.

Renza’s Diary
June 29th 1968 – Merryhill Base
The gig was amazing. It was packed – lots of kids and soldiers of course – full of screaming girls, so noisy. Scott’s band was the star attraction, having come from overseas (well, Jersey), and, as Rich told me during the evening, they had proper management and an agent, plus as well as writing their own songs, they had songwriters working for them too. Serious stuff.
Narnia’s Children, I soon discovered, were professionals, unlike the support act, The Fulcrum, a local amateur band looking for a record deal but so far hadn’t got any interest. They had a big local following, but Scott’s band had a national following and some fans came to all their gigs, wherever they played. It was great, learning all this. Rich said that Narnia’s Children even had several record companies interested in them and there was talk of overseas tours, and they were recording soon with a famous company. They had lots going for them. Going to one of Scott’s gigs for the first time was so thrilling – and I basked in the glory.
Mind you, it had got a bit scary when I went to the loo. Being an Army base there were lots of women soldiers and I have to say some of them were real hard cases by the look of them. Anyway, I found my way through the heaving crowd to the ladies and waited in line for a cubicle to become free. Several mini-skirted girls were ahead of me, chatting and giggling and discussing which one of the band they fancied and which one they were going to get off with given half a chance.
There were a couple of female soldiers behind me, chatting and passing remarks about the girls in front. I didn’t think anything of it. I’d been thinking about how sexy Scott was, the way he held his guitar so low and moved on stage.
The girls in front of me went into the cubicle and one of them shouted to me to hold the door because the lock was missing. I grabbed the door as best I could and tried to keep it shut. But all the time she chatted to her mates about how she fancied Scott and went into great detail about how she thought he was eyeing her up all night and how she was going to go backstage and make a play for him. Over my dead body, I thought, and was tempted to let go of the door and expose her.
‘Are you going to be all day?’ I wasn’t going to hold it much longer and all the other cubicles were full so this one was going to be mine, if she ever came out. It sounded like Niagara Falls on the other side of the door.
‘Go play with the traffic,’ came the reply. Girls tittered behind me.
‘Come on, you’ve been in there ages. What’re you doing?’ said the soldier behind me. ‘Need any help?’ Everyone laughed again.
The door flew open and a Phyllis Diller look-alike shoved past me, giving me the evil eye.
‘No chance,’ I muttered, thinking of her plans for Scott. Before I could move she turned and pushed me into the cubicle. ‘It’s all yours.’
***
I turned to the soldier behind and asked her if she would hold the door for me, at which she smiled sweetly and nodded. Her friend giggled. I was getting myself organised when the door flew open and the two soldiers stood grinning at me.
‘Please shut the door,’ I said, my hipsters almost at my knees. I held my hand out to push the door closed again, but the blonde soldier who had agreed to hold the door pushed the door open again.
‘Don’t be unfriendly,’ she said, moving closer to me.
‘What?’ I moved as far away from her as I could in the tight space and nearly toppled into the loo.
‘Please go away.’ My hipsters fell around my ankles.
‘You want to be nice to us, don’t you?’ Her tubby freckled faced friend was trying to get into the cubicle as well.
‘What are you on about?’ I started pulling my hipsters up. ‘I want to leave, let me leave.’
I felt threatened. I couldn’t understand what I had done to upset them. I didn’t think I’d been unfriendly, why did they want me to be nice to them? I struggled to zip my hipsters up and tuck my skinny rib in.
Something about their faces and their stance made me frightened and I could feel my heart pounding and my face getting red. I tried to get past again, but they blocked my way and the blonde one made a grab for me. She got hold of my shoulders and pushed me against the wall, as her friend tried to get in far enough to shut the door, but thankfully the space was too small for the three of us.
‘What do you want?’ I yelled at them, struggling against the hands holding my shoulders. ‘What have I done to upset you?’
My captor laughed and bent her head towards me. The penny suddenly dropped: bloody hell! She was going to kiss me. Oh my God! My mind went blank with shock. I turned my head away and my hair covered my face.
She grabbed my head and forced it round and her friend leaned over and pushed my hair out of the way. She grabbed my left boob and squeezed. I struggled and kicked and yelled at the top of my voice, ‘Help! Help!’
The tubby girl looked over her shoulder and checked no one had come into the loo. Then she held my face in her hands whilst her friend tried again. I twisted and turned and wriggled about, I was in a panic. I couldn’t for the life of me think why they were doing this to me. At first I thought they were going to beat me up, I’d heard about girls who did that to other girls, but kissing me!
That was really weird.
‘Scott! Scott!’ I yelled at the top of my voice, though how he could help me in the ladies loo, I had no idea.
‘Shut up you stupid bitch.’ The blonde girl twisted her face up and grabbed my hair, pulling it really hard. I yelled louder, the pain was terrible.
‘Hey, what the hell is going on in there?’ a female voice asked from the other side of the cubicle wall, and both girls stopped and stood quiet.
The blonde one put her hand over my mouth. I thrashed about with my legs, kicking her and biting her hand. She yelped and jumped back, her hand falling from my mouth.
‘Help! Please help me,’ I shouted and kicked out again so that the two girls had to back out of the cubicle to avoid a good shin kicking.
‘What is going on in there?’ the woman outside shouted again. ‘I’ll get someone to sort you out if you don’t stop it and come out.’
‘I’m being attacked, please get help,’ I yelled as my assailants backed out of the cubicle and left me, panting hard and holding on to the wall for support.
I heard the door bang as they left and a middle-aged woman appeared in the door.
‘Are you OK, love?’ she asked kindly, holding her hand out to me. ‘They’ve gone now. You can come out.’
I took her hand, emerging slowly, looking around to check they’d really gone.
‘What on earth was going on?’ the woman asked.
‘I don’t know,’ I trembled, hardly able to get the words out. ‘They forced their way in and grabbed me and tried to kiss me… I don’t know why they’d do that. I was terrified.’
‘Well, they’re gone now so don’t worry anymore.’ The woman smiled at me kindly. ‘They won’t try it again, they’ll get into serious trouble if they’re reported.
I was still bursting to spend a penny (well more like half a crown by now) and the woman held the door whilst I relieved myself. What Mum would call the ‘Relief of Mafaking’ whenever she was that desperate to go.
Hang on whilst I go to the loo and I’ll come out with you and check they really have gone.’
‘Thank you.’ I held the door for her, my heart at last beginning to slow. ‘You with anyone, love?’ the woman asked, pulling the chain. The door opened and she came out moving towards the sinks.
‘My boyfriend’s in the band,’ I said and stopped her trying to wash her hands before she tried the taps. ‘Nothing works.’
‘Ah, thanks.’ She opened the door to the hall and the noise of the crowd and the support band nearly deafened us. She looked around and then beckoned me out. ‘All clear love. You go and find some friends and stay with them.’
‘Thank you so much,’ I shouted as she walked away waving over her shoulder.
Music has played a large part in Jane's life and she uses her knowledge and love of it in the novel, 'Only One Woman'.  




 Jane Risdon Bio:
Following a career in the International Music Business I’ve turned my attention to a life-long ambition – writing full-time.
Now I fill my days writing and concentrating on developing my own career instead of those recording artists, song-writers, and record producers whose careers filled my every waking moment for decades.
I write Crime and Thrillers mostly and have been published in numerous Anthologies, Online Magazines and Newsletters.
In addition to my short stories and crime novels,
(I’ve broken away from a life of crime – only temporarily)
I’ve co-written a novel
ONLY ONE WOMAN
with best-selling and award-winning author
CHRISTINA JONES
 published on 23rd November 2017
worldwide
by Accent Press

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Thanks for coming along Jane. You've certainly lived a life most of us could never dream of!  I hope you visit again soon to tell us all about your crime thrillers and Mrs Birdsong.  I look forward to hearing all about it.

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