OOWzers: Win our exclusive Only One Woman MUG

OOWzers

we have a limited edition

Only One Woman

MUG

and it could be yours.

All you need to do is send us a selfie with a copy of

Only One Woman (paperback or Kindle)

on holiday or somewhere special to you and we will enter your photo into our draw.

The winner will be sent our exclusive Only One Woman MUG.

To enter send your photo to our

ONLY ONE WOMAN

Facebook Page IN-BOX as a message.

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The draw will be made at the start of October, so hurry up.

Graham Bonnet – writer of our Foreword

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Available in digital stores and in Paperback from Waterstones

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Here are some photos we have been sent already.

Nigel in Abingdon

Christina in Cyprus

Gloria in Moscow, Red Square, with Tsar Canon.

Janet and her friend Christine.

Kat 

Anna 

Sharron

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ReviewSpot.co.uk has a draw for a signed copy of Only One Woman….

Win A Signed Copy Of Only One Woman By Christina Jones And Jane Risdon!

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For your chance to win a signed copy of Only One Woman By Christina Jones And Jane Risdon ,

please sign up for the newsletter by direct messaging me on FB or Twitter.

Members already registered do NOT have to do this.

Draw will be held on Bank Holiday Monday August 27th at 7pm. (U.K residents only)

My thanks to Christina, Jane and Accent Press.

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Award Winning Only One Woman: Favourite Co-Written Tale 1st Place….yay!

ONLY ONE WOMAN

HAS WON AN AWARD

The Wild Dreams Indie Publishing Award 2018

FAVOURITE CO-WRITTEN TALE

(Christina Jones and Jane Risdon)

voted for by the public.

Thanks everyone who voted for us, and thanks to wild Dreams Publishing for awarding us this fabulous award.

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Only One Woman: Graham Bonnet writes our foreword and look….

 

Only One Woman

Iconic singer Graham Bonnet

has written our foreword and here he is with his own copy

duly signed by Christina and I and sent to him in Los Angeles.

Thank you Graham,

looking forward to seeing you soon in London

on your tour.

Meantime his new album is out and available:

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Jenny Kane’s Opening Lines with Jane Risdon

Jane is with Jenny Kane over on her blog ‘Opening Lines.’

I  am delighted to welcome the lovely Jane Risdon to my blog, with her ‘Opening Lines’ from Only One Woman.

Written in tandem with Christina Jones, Jane is sharing the first 500 words from her part of the story, Renza’s Diary.

Over to you Jane… 

It is 1968 and Renza is about to go to abroad with her family, joining her father who is working there with the MoD. She’s facing 3 years overseas and isn’t happy. Scott and his band, Narnia’s Children, move next door to her. They are over from the Channel Islands to tour and record their first single. It is love at first sight but it is short-lived. Vowing undying love and secretly becoming engaged, Renza leaves for Germany within weeks, Scott believes the band will be in Germany soon and they can meet up. Renza promises to come back to England as often as she can. Narnia’s Children tour up and down the country and one night they take the stage at St. Barnaby’s Hall where he sets eyes on Stella who has only days to live, she is convinced. Set in the UK music scene of the late 1960’s Only One Woman is sheer nostalgia: the music, fashions, the changing society of the Swinging Sixties, the Cold War, and so much more – a love triangle set in Europe, the Mediterranean, Jersey and England in the grooviest decade of the 20th century by Christina Jones and Jane Risdon.

First 500 words from Renza’s Diary (Only One Woman)

May 24th 1968 – late

What a flipping nightmare of an evening. I really thought I’d never get home in one piece. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Someone up there hates me I’m sure.

If only Selina hadn’t lost her handbag at the Top Rank, I’d have caught the last bus back from Reading and I would’ve been home on time. Instead I’d gone back with the others to look for it – thankfully it had been handed in at the cloakroom and nothing was missing. Luckily I had just enough money for the train, which I’d had to run for. Selina’s dad took the others home in his brand new car as arranged, and there wasn’t room for me as well. I reckon he could’ve taken me but Yvette refused to let me sit on her lap in the front, in case I ripped her Mary Quant stockings. Sometimes I really want to do her a mischief.

They’ve got to do something about our local station, it’s just too creepy for words. Steam from the train almost suffocated me as I crossed the bridge to the exit on the opposite platform; all very ‘Brief Encounter’ I remember thinking, in an effort to stop my mind wandering off into ‘Hitchcock-land.’ Talk about cough myself silly, and my eyes stung something rotten as I tried to find my way in the pitch black; the two over-head lamps didn’t help much, they should do something about those flipping lights, I could’ve broken my neck, or even worse, tripped over in my new pink kitten heels and broken one of them.

I slowly took the steps down to the lane beside the station, glancing around me all the while – I admit it, I was a little freaked out. It’s always deserted, and you can never be too careful. Not long ago a dangerous prisoner escaped from the nearby asylum and hid in the waiting room for days before being recaptured. Hardly anyone uses the station since the cut-backs by that old idiot, Beeching, and the trains are a bit hit and miss since they messed with the timetable, so the convict was able to wait for his twisted ankle to mend without much danger of discovery. For all I knew, another Jack the Ripper could’ve be lurking in there waiting for me to pass, that’d just be my flaming luck.

I was in so much trouble. Forty minutes later than agreed. She’d never believe me about the bag, but no other excuse came to mind as I walked down the lane. I was going to be so dead.

Oh God!

I had such a fright. Something or someone, made a noise behind me, so I stopped and listened, but I really felt like running. Some sort of night creature, silly girl, I decided as I walked on. But there it was again. Was someone behind me?

I turned and peered into the pitch dark – I’m still shaking as I write this…

***

Author Jane Risdon

 

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Our Cardiff Book Launch for Only One Woman Video Interview

Our Cardiff Book Launch and Signing

Only One Woman

at the offices of our Publisher,

Accent Press

(which is also Octavos Book Store and Wine Bar)

on 30th May 2018.

Only One Woman is in Paperback for stores as well as and e-book and paperback for Kindle. You can get it at Waterstones,

(you may need to order it)

Indie Book Stores,

and online in stores including Amazon

UK/USA/Germany/France/ Canada/Australia

and elsewhere

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Paperback: ISBN: 9781783757312

Simon & Sschuster North America: ISBN: 9781682994252

E-pub: ISBN: 9781783757329

Here is a taster with foreword written by Graham Bonnet

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Our Publisher, Hazel Cushion, interviewed Christina and I

and it

was videoed by our

Publishing Manager Katrin Lloyd.

We hope you enjoy it.

Let us know, we’d love to know you are here.

Jane and Christina xxxx

video (c) Maureen Dean Barlett with permission.

We had a blast at our Only One Woman Abingdon Book Launch and Signing. Photos here….

ONLY ONE WOMAN

had a fabulous launch at

The Bookstore, Abingdon, Oxfordshire

15, Bury Street, Abingdon, Oxfordshire OX14 3QT

Tel: +44 (0)1235 539200

on 9th June 2018

Look at the fab window display they created for us. Amazing.

Christina and I welcomed friends old and new, Facebook Friends and followers of our Facebook Page.

https://www.facebook.com/RenzandStella/

Here we are signing 3 copies of Only One Woman for our draw winners

We had a blast.

They say they did too.

We signed book copies, nattered, and had a great laugh.

And we sold a lot of books….Yay!

and there were balloons….

Oh! and we had a 1968/69 disco with vinyl spun by the fabulous Rob.

We’d like to thank everyone who came for taking the time and trouble to meet us and share our day, and we appreciate that some of you travelled for a few hours as well. You are stars.

Storm Grayson was there too.

She came to our Cardiff launch and we really loved seeing her again, in spite of her being up all night and having had days of stress and frustration when her website for The Writers Newsletter vanished off the internet and her host company could not help her retrieve it.

Thankfully just this weekend it was all reinstated but not before Storm was close to pulling all her hair out.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/thewritersnewsletter/

Welcome back Storm, we both appreciate your support of Only One Woman

We hope authors and readers alike will visit her newsletter. It is a fab read, especially when we are in it.

The Abingdon Blogger

was there to cover the event

Abingdon Blogger

Here is what he had to say:

“Abingdon Blog: Book Signing At The Bookstore – a 1960’s disco, balloons galore, lots of flowers and a crowd of happy book-buyers: here are Jane Risdon and Christina Jones with their just-published novel. Teaser: Renza and Stella were in love with the same man and they both wrote their diaries – mostly about him. He was a musician, and all this happened in the 1960s. The diaries are now revealed, and published as ‘Only One Woman’. Signed copies available at The Bookstore.”

Christina and I would like to thank Ian Collett and Jane Karpa of The Bookstore and their staff for being such fabulous hosts and making our day special.

We left lots of signed copies of

Only One Woman

with them, so do drop in if you live nearby and pick up a copy and of course, browse their lovely books store  and support them in difficult times for book stores the world over.

We both got flowers from happy readers and we thank them for thinking of us on our special day.

 

It is International Independent Book Store Week

as I write this post.  Let’s keep them with us. It would be awful to see them vanish.

Here are some more moments from our launch for you to enjoy.

Guys love our book too….many of our Amazon reviews are from men who have loved Only One woman

Messing around like school kids

You can also get

Only One Woman

from

Waterstones UK

ISBN: 9781783757312

in other countries too

(order it if it is not on show)

as well as on

Amazon UK

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USA/Australia/Germany/ France and more…

ISBN: 9781783757329

 Kobo:

https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/only-one-woman-1

Barnes and Noble etc:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/only-one-woman-christina-jones/1123887044?ean=9781682994252

and

 Simon & Schuster USA/Canada:

http://www.simonandschuster.com/books/Only-One-Woman/Christina-Jones/9781682994252

For more up to date information and buy links for Only One Woman do please visit our Facebook Page

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All Photos (c) Jane Risdon 2018

And we have another video

1960s Movie Star Adrienne Posta picks three winning names for our Only One Woman draw

Adrienne Posta – 1960s Movie Star – has drawn 3 winning names in our draw for signed paperback copies of Only One Woman.

This paperback features a foreword written by rock icon Graham Bonnet

and includes photos of both Christina Jones and Jane Risdon with a different back cover too – the epub copies do not have these.

The event at which our draw took place was a fund-raising weekend of 1960s music in aid of Jessie’s Fund – Music Helping Children

 Congratulations to:

Carole Jackson (Australia)

Jan Wyatt (Australia)

Gloria Clulow (England)

signed copies are on their way this week

Adrienne gave an interview to Pam Howes (author of 1960s music novels and blogger)

who was

one of the organisers

before Adrienne made the draw announcing our winners – shown on video here:

The winners correctly answered a question about Only One Woman which was: Which movie, released in 1968, starring Adrienne Posta, did Stella go to see in Only One Woman?

The answer is: Up The Junction.

Congratulations to all our winners, better luck next time to those unlucky this time round.

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Paperback for Mass Markets: Only One Woman is published 24th May 2018

ONLY ONE WOMAN

mass market paperback

is Published

24th May 2018

and is available from

Waterstones’ and Amazon

order from Waterstones’ if it is not in stock yet.

ISBN: 9781783757312

It is available for Pre-order from Amazon now.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Only-One-Woman-Christina-Jones/dp/1783757310

UK/USA/Australia etc.

This paperback differs from the E-pub and Kindle Paperbacks already available from Amazon

Here is how:

We have a fabulous new back cover

We have a fabulous foreword written by

Graham Bonnet

of The Marbles, Rainbow, Michael Schenker, Ritchie Blackmoor, Alcatraz and The Graham Bonnet Band to name a few.

Here is a snippet of what he said about reading Only One Woman:
‘For me Jane and Christina’s book – “Only One Woman” – reflects very honestly those times and the feel of those times. I can picture myself back in London when reading some of the pages. The 1960s, for me, was probably the most wonderful time in the music business with such bands as The Beatles, The Stones, The Kinks, The Who, and The Bee Gees and more: the list is endless’.

This book will take you back to that time; read on readers.

Graham Bonnet, Studio City, Los Angeles, California
2018.

Christina and I hope you will enjoy reading Only One Woman as much as our reviewers to date have – 37 5* reviews from guy and gals alike….

Please let us know: leave a review or a comment on amazon and our Facebook Page if you have, and here of course.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RenzandStella/

Only One Woman: Book Launch with 1960s Disco in Abingdon, Oxfordshire, 9th June 2018

We are having a 1960s book launch for 

ONLY ONE WOMAN

and you are all invited…

Christina and I are having a 1960’s launch party for ONLY ONE WOMAN at The Bookstore here in Abingdon, Oxfordshire, on Saturday June 9th from 10 a.m. to 2p.m.

Please come along and say hello and join in the bopping (there’s a 60’s disco) and the chatting (we can both chat – a lot) and of course we’ll be signing copies of ONLY ONE WOMAN, too

If you cannot make Abingdon, perhaps you can come to Wales!

We are also having a book launch at Octavo’s Book Cafe and Wine Bar,

West Bute Street, Cardiff, Wales, CF10 4AJ

30th May 2018 6-8pm

bring your 1960s 45s to play and we’ll be playing ours too….

ONLY ONE WOMAN PAPERBACK:

ISBN: 9781783757312

ISBN; 9781783757329

ISBN: 9781682994252

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE….

We cannot wait to meet you all….

Only One Woman FREE DRAW: 1960s Movie Star ADRIENNE POSTA is Drawing our Winners. The Question is:

ONLY ONE WOMAN

FREE DRAW

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We are giving away 3 signed copies of our mass market Paperback Edition of

ONLY ONE WOMAN

in our draw –

which closes NOON 1st June 2018 

to the first 3 names drawn

who can answer this question:

WHICH MOVIE RELEASED 1968, STARRING ADRIENNE POSTA, IS STELLA GOING TO SEE IN ONLY ONE WOMAN?

No need to have read the book to be able to answer

Send your name and the answer to our Only One Woman Facebook page via in-box/messages

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ADRIENNE POSTA,

1960s Movie and Singing Star

of such movies as:

To Sir With Love, Up the Junction, Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush, and many other movies

is going to make the draw which will be held in Buxton, Derbyshire, at a 2 day event in aid of

Jessie’s Fund – Music Helping Children.

Draw is open to all

The Paperback was published by Accent Press on 24th May

and is slightly different from the Kindle Paperback and E-book on Amazon/Kobo etc.

This edition features a foreword written by Rock Icon,

GRAHAM BONNET 

formerly of The Marbles, Alcatraz, Ritchie Blackmore, and Rainbow etc; he now has his own band, THE GRAHAM BONNET BAND.

Graham Bonnet Band

Here is a snippet of what he said about reading Only One Woman:
‘For me Jane and Christina’s book – “Only One Woman” – reflects very honestly those times and the feel of those times. I can picture myself back in London when reading some of the pages. The 1960s, for me, was probably the most wonderful time in the music business with such bands as The Beatles, The Stones, The Kinks, The Who, and The Bee Gees and more: the list is endless.

This book will take you back to that time; read on readers’.

Graham Bonnet, Studio City, Los Angeles, California
2018.

Christina and Jane will be signing copies of  ONLY ONE WOMAN at their publishers in Cardiff, Wales, on 30th May between 6pm – 8pm (UK) and invite you all to drop in and enjoy the 1960s music and vibe. Bring your own 45 rpm records to play and Paperback to be signed.

WE SHALL HAVE COPIES AVAILABLE TO BUY ON THE NIGHT.

For those wanting to join us at our launch at Octavos Book Cafe and Wine Bar
West Bute Street
Cardiff
CF10 5LJ

@OctavosBookCafe

Call 029 2049 1220

We both hope you will come and say hello and join us in celebrating ONLY ONE WOMAN.

ISBN: 9781783757312 

ISBN: 1520037635

ISBN: 9781783757329

For details of the Fund Raising Event in aid of Jessie’s Fund – Music Helping Children – refer to the posters here:

Celebrate the Paperback/Audio Publication of Only One Woman with us 30th May 2018

To celebrate the launch of the Paperback (for mass markets/stores) and Audio editions

of

ONLY ONE WOMAN

on

30th May 2018

Please join us

from 6pm until 8pm

at

Octavo Book Cafe and Wine Bar, 

West Bute Street, Cardiff CF10 5LJ 

@OctavosBookCafe
Send Message

Call 029 2049 1220

This event is going to be a lot of fun – bring your favourite 45 rpm records from the 1960s to play and enjoy as we sign books and generally get into the groove. 

We will be playing songs from our two YouTube Playlists for you to enjoy.

If you want to come in your 1960s gear, please feel free. It will make for some memorable photos.

Everyone is welcome, whatever your age, as long as you are young at heart…

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For updates check our Facebook Page:

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For fans of the 1968 hit single

ONLY ONE WOMAN 

sung by

The Marbles

there is a special treat.

We are so chuffed to be able to reveal that the foreword to

ONLY ONE WOMAN

has been written by iconic rock singer and former Marbles/Rainbow/Michael Schenker/Ritchie Blackmore singer, 

GRAHAM BONNET.

Photo taken in Studio City on 12/15/15.

The title of our novel is taken from the song of the same name which was a massive hit in 1968. It was written by The Bee Gees especially for Graham Bonnet and his cousin, Trevor Gordon: The Marbles.

Last year iconic singer Graham agreed to write the foreword for our mass market Paperback edition (to be published 24th May).

To read the whole foreword, which tells of working with The Bee Gees, please buy the Paperback on or after 24th May from stores or come along to our book launch in Cardiff – West Bute Street, Cardiff CF10 5LJ – on 30th and we will sign your copies.
Here is a snippet of what he said about reading Only One Woman:
‘For me Jane and Christina’s book – “Only One Woman” – reflects very honestly those times and the feel of those times. I can picture myself back in London when reading some of the pages. The 1960s, for me, was probably the most wonderful time in the music business with such bands as The Beatles, The Stones, The Kinks, The Who, and The Bee Gees and more: the list is endless’.

This book will take you back to that time; read on readers.

Graham Bonnet, Studio City, Los Angeles, California
2018.

Graham is on tour in UK/Ireland in August with The Graham Bonnet Band and has a new album out.
Graham’s tour info:www.shockcity.co.uk

Guys, gals love our book – so they tell us – and many of our readers and reviewers are men which is so cool.

We’d love to meet all our readers.

Pop along and say hello to Christina and Jane and their publishers

on 30th May 2018

We are excited to meet you.

Sally’s Cafe and Bookstore: Update on Only One Woman Feb 2nd 2018

The authors today are, Jane Risdon and Christina Jones who co-wrote Only One Woman released in November 2017. This is the debut novel for Jane Risdon.

About Only One Woman

Two women, one love story.

June 1968. Renza falls head over heels for heartthrob guitarist Scott. But after a romantic summer together they are torn apart when Renza’s family moves away.

December 1968. On the night she believes to be her last, Stella meets Scott at a local dance. He’s the most beautiful boy she’s ever seen and if this one night is all they have, she’ll take it.

As the final colourful year of the sixties dawns, the question is: can there be only one woman for Scott?

One of the recent reviews for the book

This story was right up my street. It had everything I love to read about. The sixties can do no wrong for me. The music, obviously, the clothes and the way they were described, the band, like so many young bands I grew up knowing, some that made it, some that didn’t. Even the food, AND a mention of The Alan Bown Set, all balanced out in a lovely romantic tale of a three way love, leaving me pulled first one way and then the other. I felt sorry for both Renza and Stella in equal parts as they fall in love with Scott.I’m still not too sure he made the right choice, maybe, maybe not. He was quite young to make big decisions. Hopefully there will be a sequel as I’m sure the story could be taken further and I’d love to know what the future holds for them all. Fingers crossed. Thanks for a lovely read.

 Read the reviews and buy the bookhttps://www.amazon.com/Only-One-Woman-Christina-Jones-ebook/dp/B075D88JBP

and Amazon UKhttps://www.amazon.co.uk/Only-One-Woman-Christina-Jones-ebook/dp/B075D88JBP

Read more reviews and follow Jane on Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5831801.Jane_Risdon

Connect to Jane Risdon via her blog:  https://janerisdon.wordpress.com/

A  selection of books by Jane’s Risdon can be found on her Amazon Author Page

https://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B00I3GJ2Y8

A small selection of books by Christina Jones.

    

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Christina-Jones/e/B001K8U57Y/

and Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Christina-Jones/e/B001K8U57Y/

Connect to Christina via her blog: https://christinajones-writing.blogspot.ie/

I hope that you will find some books to add to your reading list. Thanks for dropping in.. Sally

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Karen King sits in on guitar hero Scott’s exclusive interview – Only One Woman: no spoilers!

This week we’re going back to the sixties for a character interview with Scott, the lead guitarist with Narnia’s Children. Scott is Renza and Stella’s love interest in Only One Woman a semi-autobiographical novel by Christina Jones and Jane Risdon.

 

 

Let’s find out a bit about the book first

Blurb

Two women, one love story.

June 1968. Renza falls head over heels for heartthrob guitarist Scott. But after a romantic summer together they are torn apart when Renza’s family moves away.

December 1968. On the night she believes to be her last, Stella meets Scott at a local dance. He’s the most beautiful boy she’s ever seen and if this one night is all they have, she’ll take it.

As the final colourful year of the sixties dawns, the question is: can there be only one woman for Scott?

Oooh, I wonder who Scott will choose? Let’s take a look at his interview with a teen magazine journalist, mid-tour end of 1968 to find out a bit more about his band.

Hi Scott, it’s great to meet you having heard so much about you and your band, Narnia’s Children. Thanks for agreeing to this interview, I know you are busy touring and recording so I appreciate you stopping in for chat.’

Scott: ‘Hi, no sweat, it’s my pleasure.’

So, let’s start with you telling our readers something about yourself and Narnia’s children. When did you meet and form as a band and where did you get the name Narnia’s Children? What brought you to England?’

Scott: I’ve known the guys since we were in our early teens, we were in various bands in Jersey (Channel Islands), and over time we gravitated to the same band which was called something else back then, ‘Singapore Sling.’ Scott laughs. ‘Living in Jersey you’re never far from alcohol – it’s an ‘in’ joke. Anyway, we got a manager, Stephan, who’d seen us playing and liked our own material, which we were writing and dropping into our sets when we could. As you know everyone wants to hear cover songs until you’re established and have a hit of your own. Actually, he came up with the name, Narnia’s Children, because we are all fans of C.S. Lewis’ books. We made some demo recordings – which he paid for – and he flew to England, with the tracks, to meet with record company guys trying to get a deal for us. He also met with various booking agents and managed to secure several tours of the UK, Europe, and he got us on some Mediterranean cruises so we had money coming in.  So tours were scheduled and we had to spend time song-writing and rehearsing, ready to come to England, because we also had lots of auditions for record companies lined up through our fixer, Psychedelic Smith. We also had some famous song-writers offering us their songs to record as well. Really cool stuff, you know. Stephan has financed everything so far…and here we are.’

‘Wow! That’s pretty awesome. You must be having a blast. What do you enjoy most about touring and recording?’

Scott: Recording is cool. Such an intense experience, especially when you’re recording songs you’ve written. Hearing the ideas all come together – you know, from the lyrics scribbled in a notebook, to the chords, melodies, and everything all melding into this track, this song, and then working with a producer who ‘gets it’ – well, it’s just such a trip.’ Scott sighs happily. ‘And touring, well that is the ultimate. Right there and then, nothing but you and the music and the fans. Such a buzz. I love it. Yeah, it’s a drag having to travel up and down the country, you know, one night you’re in Penzance and the next you’ve got to get to Wick in Scotland and then over to Hamburg and your life is just the van, the road, various B&B’s – if you’re lucky and don’t have to sleep in the van – and then it’s on stage, and then it all starts over again. Knackering, oh! Sorry, but you get my drift.’

Full on I imagine. You obviously love it. Did you ever consider getting a ‘proper’ job, or have you always wanted to be a musician? Did you have lessons on bass and guitar – just two of several instruments you play?’

Scott: I’ve never wanted to do anything else, ever since being a choir boy, I guess.’ Scott giggles. ‘Actually, I learned to play with Bert Weedon’s, ‘Play in a Day,’ book. And playing along to The Stones’ records, Blues artists, and musicians like that. I’ve never had a lesson.  My step-father got me my first serious guitar – flew to England with me and we did the rounds of instrument shops in London and we got a second-hand Gibson SG – cherry red – the most beautiful thing. It cost a fortune, and I had to promise to repay him, so I had to make playing work. My Dad wanted me to join the Navy, I nearly freaked – imagine it, me in the Navy. That’s when I left home and moved over to Jersey to my Mum’s. She gets it with me and my music.’

You write with Zak and Mo at times, where do you get your inspiration?

Scott: Yeah, we write together sometimes and other times we all write on our own. If I’m writing on my own anything can inspire a song, usually the music comes first as I mess around on the guitar until I get a tune of some sort, then I’ll hum along and words sometimes come  – the melody comes the same time. Sometimes songs come all in one go, almost complete. I wrote a song called, ‘You Never Should’ve Gone Away,’ which came all at once. I shouldn’t tell you this – off the record Okay?’ The interviewer nods. ‘Well, there’s this girl, Renza, we sort of got it together when the band first came over, a really beautiful girl, well, I wrote it for her. It just came all at once. So cool. But don’t tell anyone about me having a girlfriend, because it’s not good for our image and Stephan would freak if it got out.’

How are you coping with fame and the adoration of some many fans, mainly girls of course? You’ve even got a fan-club and you’re meeting lots of famous people, it must be a million miles away from Jersey. Tell us a little about it?

Scott: Yeah it’s full on, wild, such a blast. I’m loving it, we all are. It’s hard to keep your head in the right place, but Stephan and our roadie, Rich, keep our feet on the ground and are really strict with us. That’s all good. Yeah we’ve got a fan-club and a fan-club secretary, Stella, a real cool chick. She’s a music journalist and came to one of our gigs and Stephan asked her to work for the band, so she handles all that stuff.’ Scott looks into space for a moment. ‘We’ve met some really far out cool cats, just amazing song-writers and record producers, some famous actors and actresses and singers. We’ve played with some awesome bands, really famous guys. We’ve learned loads from them, from playing all the time, you know. It makes you really tight on stage.’ He smiled. ‘And it’s cool walking down the street and people recognise us and ask for autographs and stuff. We get loads of fan mail, gifts and all sorts you wouldn’t believe…’ He laughed and winked.

Scott, thanks so much for chatting with me about Narnia’s Children and your life as a musician. I hear you are off to do Radio One with Stuart Henry soon, so good luck with that. We must do this again.’

‘Scott: ‘Yeah, let’s. Been fab, thanks.’

He sounds quite a character, doesn’t he? Here’s an extract from the book. The extract is from Renza’s Diary: Renza has managed to get a lift back to England to spend a weekend with Scott and the band. Things didn’t quite go to plan, Scott wasn’t there when she arrived and was missing for 36 hours and when he returned he didn’t have an explanation. Later the band were playing with a famous Reggae band in Dunstable….

Renza’s Diary: January 20th 1969

We all went to the California Ballroom later in the afternoon to set the gear up and run through the songs before the audience came in about 7pm. Rich managed to shut my fingers in the van door and I nearly passed out with the pain, not that Scott seemed overly bothered. He seemed pre-occupied all the time, we’d hardly spoken since he arrived back from Harbury Green or wherever.

I felt miserable, so lonely and unwanted.

We spent most of the time in the dressing room with the other band on the bill that night, Doc Holliday and The Cards. It should have been so excited meeting such a famous singer whose song, ‘The Egyptians,’ I loved. But all I could think about was that Scott didn’t love me anymore, didn’t want me around… It was like a nightmare.

Apparently Doc Holliday and the Cards were on the same record label as Narnia’s Children and also shared the same management now. Stephan has become the band’s ‘Personal Manager’ whatever that is. I thought he was anyway.

Doc was a funny sort of bloke really, his band didn’t seem to like him much and they argued the whole time. I discovered Doc had several wives and loads of kids and his band kept mentioning them when they had a shouting match about anything – from the songs not being sung right in rehearsal, to the way the microphones were situated. It was mayhem.

Still, I would love to tell Yvette and Selina all about this – their faces would be a sight worth seeing! The venue was heaving; people were still trying to get in when the show started.

Doc’s band were terrible to him on stage, in front of everyone, not just in rehearsals. They deliberately turned his mic off so that when they started their song, no one could hear him. It took him a while to realise that he was not being heard by the audience. Doc’s band fell about laughing but I thought it was cruel.

Backstage, afterwards, they had a massive fight, and I mean a real brawling fight. We thought the police might have to be called as they looked as if they meant him real harm.

Narnia’s Children were amazing as usual and I loved watching them. Zak was so sexy, a bit like Mick Jagger in the way he moved, and he had the girls eating out of his hand from the get-go. Scott had his usual moody stance on stage which really turns me on, and it also seemed to turn all the other girls on too. Some screamed his name out and a couple tried to get on the stage.

Everyone sang along to the songs too, which was groovy. Sadly, though, there was nearly a fight at one point – and this one was nothing to do with Doc Holliday and the Cards. Some weird skin-head blokes dressed in big boots, braces and with really cropped hair got up on the stage and tried to thump Scott and Zak, and accused them of looking at their girlfriends, but seriously, I thought it was the girls who were doing the looking.

And I couldn’t see how the band could help looking at someone at some point since they were facing the audience. But it was nasty, and in the end Zak smacked one of them on the back with the mic stand and twirled it round and round until the skin-heads got off the stage, and some big black guys came and shoved them out of the Ballroom….

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Christina Jones has written for teenage and women’s magazines, had her own humour column in The Oxford Times and published her funny, feel-good Bucolic Frolic novels to great acclaim. She lives in Oxfordshire.

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Jane Risdon worked with management of musicians, singersongwriters, and record producers, rubbing shoulders with the great and glamourous all over the world. She and Christina have been friends since the Swingin’ Sixties.

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An Interview with Jane Risdon

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Last week Only One Woman by Christina Jones and ‎ Jane Risdon was in the spotlight here on Rainne’s Ramblings.

Today I have Jane Risdon here with me and she has agreed to answer a few questions.

 

1-image1Hi Jane, thank you for joining us.

Hi Rainne, thanks so much for asking me here today, it’s wonderful to chat with you and your readers.

 

Would you like to start by telling us a little about yourself and your background, please?

Where to begin? I met my husband back in the late 1960s when his band arrived in England to record and tour and we’ve been together ever since. We have one son who lives in California with his wife and their three children.

Married to a musician my life has never been what you call normal I guess. He recorded and toured and I held down a ‘proper’ job in the early years – I worked at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office in Whitehall, and in various other government departments until we decided to go into the ‘talent’ side of the music business.

We built an International Music Management company together, managing and producing singer-songwriters, record producers, musicians and bands of all musical genres, as well as working on TV and Movie soundtracks – and on some other areas of movie and TV production too – and most things music related. We lived mostly in the USA, Taiwan, Singapore, and of course England. We’ve had some interesting adventures.

How did your journey as a writer begin?

I’ve always wanted to write but with our lifestyle it was never practical. Babysitting testosterone fuelled young men and hormone crazed young female singers never allowed for time to ourselves. We lived life in the fast lane, to quote the Eagles.

Back in the 1960s my husband’s fan-club secretary, Christina Jones, was also a rock journalist and short story writer for teen magazines and she knew I wanted to write and we always said we would write together one day. Trouble is I had an eye on writing crime thrillers. She went on to become a successful best-selling, award-winning author of what she calls Bucolic Frolics, so how we’d ever write together was a conundrum.

Fast forward many years and I found time to write and started – on the quiet – writing crime stories for anthologies and I began work on a few novels. She asked to read what I’d written and after some discussion we decided to get on with it and write together. By this time I was already signed with Accent Press – oddly she was also signed with them by then as she’d ended her former publishing contracts with the ‘big’ boys.

I have never written anything remotely classed as ‘romantic’ so it has been a journey for me writing Only One Woman with Christina. There aren’t any dead bodies, crimes to solve, just a rollicking good tale of two girls in love with the same musician back in the late 1960s. I cannot tell you how I itched to find somewhere to stick a corpse.

What inspired Only One Woman, and how did you come up with the title?

23316470_156873331586164_1681214585976771281_nInspiration for OOW (as we call it) was something that came from the ether. Christina and I wanted to write together but as I said before, she and I write in completely different genres. Finding something we could write about together seemed a distant fantasy. In 2012 I moved house and as I was going through some boxes I came across my husband’s old tour schedules, posters, fan letters, and some of our old diaries and I began to make notes. These soon became little chapters under diary date headings and before I knew it I’d written Renza’s story and it cried out for another voice. I sent it via email to Christina and she loved it and started writing her parts which turned into Stella’s story. This went on until 2014 when it went into our publisher who wanted to publish it later that summer. We wrote by email, text and Facebook messages – very 21st century! Due to various comings and goings at our publisher it has taken until November 2017 or it to be published. I learned patience in the recording studio making records and working with young musicians – just as well!

Only One Woman is the title of a single written by The Bee Gees which was a massive hit for The Marbles – lead singer Graham Bonnett went on to be a super-star with Rainbow and many other bands. In fact Graham and his girlfriend are reading OOW and he is going to write a foreword for the main Paper-back (for stores worldwide and audio) publication 24th May 2018. He just needs to find time as he is recording and touring at the moment. Fingers crossed. OOW is peppered with songs and musical references. It is about the blossoming UK music scene late 1968/69. We have our own YouTube playlists.

What is your favourite scene from Only One Woman? Can you give us a peek?

Gosh, now there is a question. I don’t really have a favourite scene – I love them all but how about when 16 year old convent girl, Renza, is taken by her new boyfriend, lead guitarist Scott, to a gig on Salisbury Plain with Narnia’s Children for the first time and she experiences ‘the swinging sixties’ full on. This is part way through a chapter. Renza is at an after-gig party with some weird and wonderful hippies and musicians….

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Renza’s Diary from Only One Woman:

June 29th 1968 – later

…A girl in a tight fitting bolero top and hipster trousers came over to us and flung her arms round Scott, kissing him on the mouth, a bit too long and hard for my liking. Scott didn’t seem in too much of a hurry to push her away, and she melted into him as if she was trying to come out the other side.

‘Scott lover, how’s it hanging?’ She sounded just like Fenella Fielding, all breathy and wanton.

‘Yeah Scott, just how is it hanging?’ I snapped and flounced off to where I could see Rich sitting on his own, hugging a beer.

‘Hi Renza, babe, what’s up?’ Rich held the glass up to me in greeting and took another drag on his ciggy.

‘Who’s that girl talking to Scott?’ I asked plonking myself down next to him on the huge bean bag. We both nearly fell off as it settled itself with my extra weight.

‘Hey, don’t waste good beer babe.’ Rich held his glass away from me as I wriggled to get comfy.

‘Rich, who is she?’ I asked again as I saw her drape herself all over Scott and nestle into his shoulder. The bitch! Scott didn’t seem too bothered.

‘She used to help Stephan – he’s the band’s manager I told you about earlier – in the office in Jersey and then she came to the mainland with her boyfriend. She’s no one important, she sometimes hangs with the band when we’re over.’

‘Hmm!’

I watched her like a hawk. Scott looked over and waved. The nerve!

Rich took a few gulps of beer and patted my leg. ‘Don’t fret about Scott, he’s mad about you. She’ll get the message after tonight.

I looked round the grubby room with its crates and boxes, and fake Greek Taverna decorations hanging from the walls, the fake fishing nets, glass baubles attached, and wine bottles with candles burning in them. And the couples seething in a mass on the floor, in the shadows, and on the cushions, doing goodness knows what, and I wanted to go home.

Actually, I wanted to get Scott to myself. Back home. In the village. Where things were normal.

‘Magical Mystery Tour’ came on and I suddenly thought about having to miss The Beatles at the Hammersmith Odeon, because I was ‘Mrs Spoffington’ in the school play, and couldn’t get out of it. Instead of The Beatles giving me the thrill of my life I was stuck on stage singing ‘Oh I do like to be beside the sodding sea-side,’ to a hall full of boring parents. Not that mine bothered to go.

‘Rich, mate, hi. Good gig. Stephan about tonight?’ A huge man of about thirty came up to us and nodded at me. ‘Want to sort some stuff out with him.’

He was wearing beads and a kaftan with an orange and green squiggly pattern on it, and had his ears pierced. His long black hair hung in tight curls around his shoulders. Mum would just love him.

‘Oh Renza, this is Psychedelic Smith,’ Rich said. ‘Remember we told you about him, he’s our fixer.’ I remembered. Apparently he was helping Stephan get Narnia’s Children a record deal. Everyone had to kiss up to him I was told. Well, thankfully, I don’t.

Psychedelic Smith dismissed me with a brief smile before turning back to Rich.

‘Stephan’s back in the smoke mate, got Top of the Pops with The White Knights, so he’s gotta be there for that.’ Rich drained his glass and put it on the floor next to him.

‘Right, yeah, going up the charts fast. That’s cool, I’ll ring him later. I’m in town tomorrow and want to arrange some record company auditions for the guys. Got some label interest.’

‘Do I need to re-organise anything for the boys?’ Rich asked.

‘Nope, I’ll sort some dates out with Stephan, he’ll let you know in good time. I’ve got some songs lined up for the guys to hear, so we’ll sort some dates for visiting publishers in town, too.’

I couldn’t help wondering what mum and Mrs Digby would say if Psychedelic Smith turned up in the village to visit the band. I giggled quietly.

Psychedelic Smith began to roll a ciggy and offered one to Rich. .

Rich shook his head and got to his feet. ‘Nah, mate, gotta drive back soon or her Mum’ll kill me if she’s not home on time, won’t she, babe?’ Rich smiled at me and looked at his watch, then went off to round up the band.

Psychedelic Smith took a few more drags and offered me one. I shook my head. I could just see me floating in the front door with Mum waiting up to look me over and make sure I hadn’t ‘been up to anything’.

‘No thanks.’

The Demis Russos look-alike shrugged and headed for the kitchen. Dad would have a blue fit if he knew I was ‘fraternizing,’ with blokes in dresses.

I knew the only reason I’d been allowed out so late with the band was because Mum quite liked Rich and he’d sweet-talked her into letting me go to the gig. God! If she could see me now, in this horrible house with everyone stoned, she’d have a migraine for a week worrying in case the village found out.

I looked at my watch. If we didn’t leave soon I was going to be seriously late and that would mean all hell breaking loose. Scott was nowhere to be seen now and Rich was chatting to ‘The Bitch’ by the food. I know it is horrid calling her that but she’s got right up my nose, wall-papering herself all over Scott.

People were still wrestling on the floor which meant I had to watch where I looked: I didn’t want to appear a Peeping Tom, though it was hard not to cast a sly glance now and again. I mean, seriously, some were actually ‘at it’ in full view. Anyone would look, wouldn’t they?

Thinking about it, how do you ‘do it’ in public without all your bits and stuff being on show? I couldn’t see anything, you know, rude or anything, but they were definitely ‘doing it’, I just couldn’t fathom how.

‘You look deep in thought,’ Scott made me jump, ‘what’re you looking at?’

Before I could answer he followed my gaze to the nearest couple. He threw his head back and laughed loudly. I blushed as if I’d been caught out doing something naughty.

‘Ah!’ he said, ‘I see.’

I felt really stupid. I could feel the heat rising up my neck to my face, thank goodness it was so gloomy.

‘Bit of an education eh?’ He grabbed my arm and led me through to what could only be called an apology for a kitchen. ‘Can you wait here while I get the others? We should leave now. Don’t move. I won’t be long.’

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Who is your favourite character from your book and why?

I have to say Stella, as she is the sophisticated, worldly, gorgeous babe Renza would love to be and she has the best scenes I think. I am sure everyone is routing for her throughout the book. She seems to have the most fun with Scott.

What do you enjoy most about writing…?

Reading the finished product back to myself and thinking I’ve gone as far as I can with the story and then getting feedback from my husband – poor man has to read it all.

And what motivates you to write?

I love chatting and relating stories, writing them is just a step further. I spent a lonely childhood – eldest of a large family with siblings a lot younger than I – reading and writing kept me sane. I find writing helps turn the pressure cooker off inside my head when something is giving me grief. Also, living the life we’ve led there are so many stories to tell, so many characters we’ve met who did the most outrageous things – all fodder for a writer. How could I not write about some of it! Hollywood is stranger than fiction for starters.

Do you aim for a set amount of words/pages per day?

No I cannot do that. I can write to a deadline and word count if told to but I don’t break it up into hours or days. I just write until I get tired, or other things call for my attention.

Do you use your personal experiences in your writing?

Well, I guess so, who doesn’t? Indirectly, subconsciously, we all must. There are some events which I’ve experienced which would be criminal not to include in my stories, however, I am always conscious of not stepping too far out of line and waking up with a horse’s head in the bed or concrete boots on! One has to be very careful.

How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

Names are important to me but funnily enough names just pop into my head and they are usually very pertinent to the character I am writing. Sometimes it is a name which gives me inspiration for the book.

Your stories have appeared in a few anthologies, did this experience help move you to writing your novel?

I’ve had several novels on the go simultaneously as well as writing short stories and flash fiction at the same time, so it has not helped or hindered me really. Short stories and flash fiction are great for concentrating the mind, making every word and sentence count. I tend not to go in for long sentences or chapters when I can help it. Keeping the pace up.

Could you give us a brief synopsis of one (your favourite) of the stories?

51ennCOdBPLWow this is difficult. I love all my stories – I can’t help it. As it is Christmas (as I write this it is, anyway**) I will tell you a little about ‘Merry Christmas Everybody,’ published by Accent Press in the anthology ‘Wishing on a Star.’ The title is from The Slade hit.

It is based on true events one Christmas when we were recording in a studio in the North of the UK, owned by a super-star guitarist. We were working with a now deceased producer and I have exaggerated events a lot, and of course indulged in poetic license.

Twister is in the studio recording their follow-up album to their last massive hit and tensions are rising as the band work day and night to keep to their recording schedule and budget. Time is money. Their new producer obviously doesn’t like them and there’s no love lost on Twister’s side either. Daily they meet to review the previous night’s work but something’s wrong with the previous two night’s recordings – there’s keyboards all over the track and no-one in the rock band has played keyboards on the tracks and won’t be either. They are not bloody Night Ranger for goodness sakes. The producer is furious and accuses the band of sabotage and the band accuse him, but it soon becomes clear that other forces are at work…soon the atmosphere erupts and violence ensues…

**My apologies for the delay in getting this interview posted

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

I am an avid reader, I love photography and can be found with my camera photographing the countryside, wild-life and ancient churches, cathedrals and villages – some of which are later locations for my stories. I do family history research, I love astronomy and science and I am a history buff. Actually I’m curious about everything so keep my mind active with all manner of activities. I have undertaken 7 university courses since 2015, mostly studying Forensic Science and Criminal Justice so that I can have a basic understanding and knowledge for my crime writing.

As a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?

I first wanted to be Doris Day and then I decided I’d love to dance with Fred Astaire so you can see a theatrical streak appearing. As a teen I wanted to be a writer and had hoped to work as an apprentice journalist on the Sunday Times with a dream of being a War Correspondent – the school careers officer soon put paid to that idea. I ended up working for the government for years until the theatrical side was satisfied when I managed bands etc.

Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors?

Oh cripes I read and read…I love reading. I love so many authors, but here are a few: Kathy Reichs, Tess Gerritsen, Karin Slaughter, Michael Connolly, Peter James, Steall Rimington, Frederick Forsythe, John le Carre, Roger A Price, and so many more. Anyone writing crime and espionage basically.

You’re stranded on a desert island and you can take three people who would they be and why?

My husband, my son, and Professor Brian Cox because we can all talk about music and science and argue about UFO’s and so on.

Is there anything else you’d like to share with us?

That is a huge ask. I would love your readers to seek out my writing – I have a wide and diverse range of work from crime to ghost stories (not too scary) to basic fiction, and therefore I hope to have something for everyone. Only On Woman has been an epic undertaking second only to my Ms Birdsong Investigates series – in with my publisher still. Like all writers we need readers who review and are happy to share their thoughts on Amazon and GoodReads. For some reason it makes the publishers happy and any agents looking at an author. I have stories in two anthologies last December: Ghostly Writes Anthology 2017, and Stab in the Dark: Christmas Capers 2017 – both best-sellers on Amazon.Jane Risdon Christmas

Oh! And if you want a giggle….Only One Woman was put in the wrong category on amazon and we had a little wait for them to put it elsewhere (still not right but better). They put it in BDSM and Erotica – it went to #33 in their chart. Hilarious but actually, not very helpful for us. It is Women’s Fiction and Saga but we are not holding our breath.

And finally, a few quick-fire questions if you don’t mind…

When was the last time you walked for more than an hour?

I walked in the lake district for a whole day.

If you could wake up tomorrow having gained one quality or ability, what would it be?

I’d love to Time Travel.

Are you an early riser or a night owl?

I am an owl and a lark. Working in the music business you learn to operate on little sleep and cannot afford to stay in bed and we mostly work at night anyway.

When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

I sing often and sometimes my husband and I sing duets and harmonise. It has to be done and we cannot help ourselves. It is in our blood.

Thank you for spending this time with us, Jane. If you wouldn’t mind leaving us some links before you get back to your busy schedule!

Thanks so much Raine. I loved doing this.

Here are my links. Not all my books are on amazon but my blog should provide links.

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View across the fields (c) Jane Risdon 2011

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Only One Woman by Christina Jones and ‎ Jane Risdon

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Two women, one love story.

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June 1968. Renza falls head over heels for heartthrob guitarist Scott. But after a romantic summer together they are torn apart when Renza’s family moves away.

December 1968. On the night she believes to be her last, Stella meets Scott at a local dance. He’s the most beautiful boy she’s ever seen and if this one night is all they have, she’ll take it.

As the final colourful year of the sixties dawns, the question is: can there be only one woman for Scott?

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Dear Reader

 

If you love music and fashion and everything 1960s, you’ll be sure to love this novel.

Not just a love triangle, Only One Woman charts the music and fashions of the time and is peppered with World Events which shape and change society forever.

 

 The Authors:

Jane Risdon

1-image1Having spent most of her life married to a rock musician, Jane Risdon had little time for writing such was their lifestyle. Later she and her husband managed recording artists, musicians, singer-songwriters, and record producers, and at one time a couple of actors too, rubbing shoulders with the great and glamorous all over the world. With time to herself at last, Jane’s experiences in the music industry and earlier working life, in various government departments, have influenced her writing career.

Although mostly a Crime/thriller writer, Jane has dabbled in other genres and has contributed to over a dozen anthologies as well as working on several novels.

She and Christina Jones have been friends since the Swingin’ Sixties. It was their shared love, experience, and memories of that era which has resulted in their co-authored novel.

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Christina Jones

1-15875203_10154717507376223_8218999800026339337_oChristina Jones has written all of her life (as well as having millions of Proper Jobs including factory worker, secretary, nightclub dancer, blood donor attendant, barmaid, waitress, civil servant and fruit picker) Christina first had a short story published when she was just 14 years old. She has written for teenage and women’s magazines fiction and non-fiction for a number of years, had her own humour column in The Oxford Times, and has contributed to national newspapers.

Christina is the recipient of several awards for her writing.

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Almost Valentine’s Day 1968 – Stella’s Diary Feb 10th…

Valentine’s Day 1968 is almost upon Stella and Scott. Here is what she wrote…

Stella’s Diary

February 10th 1969

I’d had an interesting week in Leighton Buzzard. It’d snowed every day, and the wind had whipped it into drifts, so the road outside the house is covered almost to the tops of the hedges. We’d still managed to get out though. I think Scott loved the snow almost as much as I did, and because we both liked walking, we’d slipped and slithered our way into the town, playing snowballs and window-shopping, on most days.

Stephan had apparently left a list of bookings with Scott – keeping Narnia’s Children busy until they leave for Scotland at the end of the month, and maybe, I hoped, with some sort of money coming in – and they’d had three gigs in the last week: two reasonably local in dance-halls, and one at a club near London.

I’d gone with the band to both the local ones – the roads were tightly-packed with snow and resembled bobsleigh-runs, but Rich drove carefully and we made it one piece – and had a great time. It seemed that this had always been my life… being with Scott, travelling in the van, curled against him, his arms round me, his guitar case under my knees, the stack of speakers wobbling precariously behind my head, the radio blaring, everyone else laughing, talking, singing, smoking… watching them be brilliantly talented and stupendously sexy on stage, so very proud to be part of it all, buying them beer and crisps in the break, and then going home in the early hours of the morning and falling into bed with Scott and making love and sleeping until the afternoon.

I never wanted it to end.

I’d stayed in the house alone for the third gig. It was quite scary once they’d all gone, but I locked all the doors, switched all the lights on and turned Luxembourg up really loud on the radiogram in the sitting room and worked. Yes, worked!

Well, sort of. I started sifting through the mountain of fan club mail Stephan had left, addressing envelopes and popping fan club application forms into them, then keeping the original letters to type up the contact names and addresses so that when I got home I could send out the monthly newsletters. There were, as Stephan had said, masses of them, from all over the country, and lots of them from girls who seemed to have met Narnia’s Children on some Mediterranean cruises they’d done the previous summer, and most of them declaring undying love for one or other or all of the group. I tried really, really hard not to feel jealous about the ones who said they’d love Scott for ever.

Then, I came across a beautifully written letter postmarked Germany and signed Renza Rossi.

I stared at it. At the perfect writing in pale blue ink – fountain pen, not ballpoint – Renza… in Germany… Renza Rossi… What a beautifully exotic name that was. A beautiful name for my beautiful 16 year-old rival… No, there was no rivalry… there never would or could be… Renza would win every time. I shivered and it had nothing to do with the cold.

She’d written to Stephan saying Scott had told her recently that there was a fan club being set up and as a laugh she’d like to join and so would one of her brothers and a sister – Jasper and Sophia.

I exhaled heavily and, with trembling hands, folded three application forms into an envelope and wrote the German address on the envelope. Then I pushed it to the bottom of the pile and tried to forget it. But I couldn’t. It seemed so very wrong to be writing to Renza, to be sending her fan club stuff, when I was sleeping with her fiancé.

Maybe Vix had been right all along – maybe I was a man-stealing, groupie tart. I shoved the fan club stuff away, turned the radio up even louder, tried dancing round the sitting room to ‘Build Me Up Buttercup’, but it didn’t work. For the first time I felt horribly guilty and I didn’t like it at all.

I abandoned the fan club stuff and the futile dancing, and concentrated on finishing Scott’s birthday card instead in the hope that it might make the guilt go away. His birthday was on the 14th, and I’d decided to make him a massive card, using all my art A level skills (Miss Loxley would be so proud, I thought), with cut-outs and sketches and cartoons – all relevant to him and his life. It was my secret labour of love and I’d worked on it when the band was practising and hidden the card under the bed (no one seemed to clean under the beds ever) when Scott was around. It was all mad hippy stuff, and rock’n’roll, and guitars and books and astrology and sci-fi, and everything else I thought he might like. The colours were clashing and shocking and probably glowed in the dark. I really hoped he’d like it.

By 1 in the morning I was falling asleep, but I’d finally finished it, and after careful deliberation,  wrote “Happy Birthday Superstar, with all my love always and forever, Twinkle XXXXX”. Then, turning off all the lights and the radiogram, and taking the chain off the door, I took it upstairs and carefully wrapped it in “happy birthday” paper before hiding it again. After that I quickly got ready for bed and slipped under the covers.

Oh my lord! The bed was freezing! I pulled the eiderdown up over my nose, closed my eyes and tried really, really hard not to think about Renza.

I must have fallen asleep despite the guilt and the icebox temperatures because the next thing I knew was Scott sliding into bed beside me – even colder than I was.

‘What time is it?’ I asked, trying hard to keep his icy feet away from mine. ‘Is it time to get up?’

‘4.30-ish… You been ok?’

‘Fine, thanks. Good gig?’

‘Great.’

‘Good.’

I curled against him. ‘Scott… tell me about Renza – no, listen…’ and I told him about the fan club applications.

He laughed in the darkness. ‘Sorry, I should have forewarned you. She’d told me that the kids wanted to join – they’re smashing, those two… she’s got a lot of younger brothers and sisters, and her mother – who’s a dragon, believe me – uses Renza as an unpaid nursemaid and skivvy.’

I swallowed. It was like Cinderella only real. I’d had such a cushy life in comparison. ‘I’ve put a form in for her, too. Because she asked for one. Shall I take it out?’

‘No, don’t. She says she’s our number one fan – which she is – so she deserves to be an honorary member at least.’

‘Okay. I’ll make her number one on the list. And this way she’ll know what you’re all doing when you don’t write or ring her often enough?’

‘Ouch.’

‘Do you have a photo?’

‘Yes.’

‘Can I see it?’

‘Now? Seriously?’

‘Yep. Scott… I have this picture in my head, I’d love to know what she’s really like… I know it’s all wrong, and rubbish timing, but…’

He sighed, swung himself out of bed and felt his way round to the dressing table-wardrobe thing. ‘There…’

He pushed the black and white photo into my hand and switched on the bedside light.

I stared at it. At Renza. At last. She wasn’t just beautiful – she was stunning. It looked like a posed studio photo, and she was looking wistfully over her shoulder: so slim, gorgeous complexion, perfect features, huge eyes, a waterfall of straight blonde hair tumbling out of sight…

I handed it back. ‘Thank you. She’s very, very lovely.’

‘She is. And special. Like no one I’ve ever known in my life. Sweet, innocent, unworldly, funny, tells amazing stories, knows so much, could do anything she wanted but isn’t allowed to, and has a really terrible time at home.’ He put the photo back on the shelf, closed the door, switched off the light and slid into bed. ‘I love her very much. I promised her I’d sleep with that photo under my pillow – and I always do – until now. But I’ll never hurt her.’

‘No…’ I turned away from him, my words muffled by my pillow. ‘I know.’

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Enter our Draw to win one of 3 signed Paperback copies of ONLY ONE WOMAN

In Celebration of St. Valentine’s Day

Renza and Stella are offering 3 signed copies of

the PAPERBACK edition

of

ONLY ONE WOMAN

 

to the first 3 names pulled from our draw on February 14th.

Only available to UK entrants at the moment

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3 Lucky winners will be announced following the draw and their books mailed once addresses have been supplied.

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Only One Woman 

almost 500 pages  of 1960’s nostalgia

  a fast read we are told.

24 5* reviews too.

Guys and Gals love it 

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ONLY ONE WOMAN 

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In celebration of St. Valentine’s Day and the grooviest decade of the 20th century: Only One Woman e-pub special

In celebration of St. Valentine’s Day

Accent Press has given

Only One Woman

a special discount for purchasers of e-pub copies.

For a limited period only, it is available as follows:

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Almost 500 pages of sheer authentic nostalgia for the late 1960s music scene in the UK.

The Paperback edition is not included in this offer.

Take a trip back to 1968/1969 with Renza, Stella, and Scott. Discover how they met, what happened to Scott’s band, Narnia’s Children, when they came to England to record and tour.

Enjoy the music of the grooviest decade of the 20th century with Narnia’s Children. Remember the fashions, the vibe of the Swinging Sixties, and recall the huge world events and social changes shaping the lives of Renza, Stella and Scott.

Journey with Scott and Narnia’s children as they tour the UK and Europe and find out what happened on board the cruise ship around the Mediterranean.

Pick songs with them as they explore music publishers  in Denmark Street (Tin Pan Alley) in London, and write their own.

Meet the famous people they rub shoulders with as they gig their way across Europe and the UK.

Follow Renza to Germany and discover what happens to her long distance relationship with Scott. Will she ever see him again?

Share Stella’s last night on earth, convinced her looming operation will kill her.  Experience her dilemma as she battles her conscience over Scott and Renza.

Visit the Island of Jersey – in the Channel Islands – with Stella, and meet Eva, Dan, and Holly – spend a long hot and romantic summer with Scott and Stella – or is it?

Rave 5* reviews, loved by guys as well as gals and a great way to spend a few hours:

escape to the world of ONLY ONE WOMAN.

Inspired by The Marbles hit song ONLY ONE WOMAN – written by The Bee Gees

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Only One Woman: Opening Chapter – a taster from Renza’s diary May 24th 1968

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO CAN’T WAIT

Here is a preview of the opening chapter of

ONLY ONE WOMAN

published by Accent Press

Only One Woman coming 23rd November 2017

Renza’s Diary

May 24th 1968 – late

What a flipping nightmare of an evening. I really thought I’d never get home in one piece. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Someone up there hates me I’m sure.

If only Selina hadn’t lost her handbag at the Top Rank, I’d have caught the last bus back from Reading and I would’ve been home on time. Instead I’d gone back with the others to look for it – thankfully it had been handed in at the cloakroom and nothing was missing. Luckily I had just enough money for the train, which I’d had to run for. Selina’s dad took the others home in his brand new car as arranged, and there wasn’t room for me as well. I reckon he could’ve taken me but Yvette refused to let me sit on her lap in the front, in case I ripped her Mary Quant stockings. Sometimes I really want to do her a mischief.

They’ve got to do something about our local station, it’s just too creepy for words. Steam from the train almost suffocated me as I crossed the bridge to the exit on the opposite platform; all very ‘Brief Encounter’ I remember thinking, in an effort to stop my mind wandering off into ‘Hitchcock-land.’ Talk about cough myself silly, and my eyes stung something rotten as I tried to find my way in the pitch black; the two over-head lamps didn’t help much, they should do something about those flipping lights, I could’ve broken my neck, or even worse, tripped over in my new pink kitten heels and broken one of them.

I slowly took the steps down to the lane beside the station, glancing around me all the while – I admit it, I was a little freaked out. It’s always deserted, and you can never be too careful. Not long ago a dangerous prisoner escaped from the nearby asylum and hid in the waiting room for days before being recaptured. Hardly anyone uses the station since the cut-backs by that old idiot, Beeching, and the trains are a bit hit and miss since they messed with the timetable, so the convict was able to wait for his twisted ankle to mend without much danger of discovery. For all I knew, another Jack the Ripper could’ve be lurking in there waiting for me to pass, that’d just be my flaming luck.

I was in so much trouble. Forty minutes later than agreed. She’d never believe me about the bag, but no other excuse came to mind as I walked down the lane. I was going to be so dead.

Oh God!

I had such a fright. Something or someone, made a noise behind me, so I stopped and listened, but I really felt like running. Some sort of night creature, silly girl, I decided as I walked on. But there it was again. Was someone behind me?

I turned and peered into the pitch dark – I’m still shaking as I write this. I told myself it sounded like a hedgehog – had to be. Don’t panic, no-one comes down here at night I reminded myself. Oh cripes, that lane, I hate it. Anyone could jump out to get you, seriously, I’ve often wondered, who’d hear you yell? No-one that’s who. There aren’t any lights or houses down there.

I must remember – next time the girls ask me to the Top Rank – to leave early and get the bus on time. Next time, who am I kidding?

I’m going nuts – I hope no-one ever reads this, I’d die, but I started singing quietly to myself – I do that sometimes when I’m feeling a bit nervous – well seriously spooked actually. I turned on to the main road relieved no-one had grabbed me, and headed for our house. That’s when I heard him…

‘What time do you think this is?’

Well, I nearly died of fright. I actually jumped. I couldn’t work out where the voice was coming from. It seemed to echo all around me in the dimly lit street. Someone had followed me, that’s what I kept thinking. I hurried past the bus stop when I heard him again. What to do? Should I run? If I screamed, bringing Mum and half the village outside, Mrs Digby would just love that and if I got murdered, well, it didn’t bear thinking about. All this went through my brain at a rate of knots as I tried to work out where the voice was coming from. Would I make it to the gate? Bloody Selina and her stupid bag. I was going to die all because of her stupid bag.

‘You’re out very late.’

I froze. I was partly relieved it wasn’t Mum or Mrs Digby’s voice. It was definitely a man’s. Who the hell was it? I was considering running but I didn’t want to break another heel, not after the last time. The Cobbler said he couldn’t repair it, if it snapped again. Besides, the bloke didn’t sound like a cold blooded murderer, well, not really. I mean, what sort of killer asks you what time do you call this, before bumping you off?

‘Well?’

The voice sounded even nearer and something made me look up towards the row of shops not far from our house.

A window was open in the flat above the hairdresser’s, Shirley’s, and I could just make out a head and shoulders poking through. Someone with long dark hair; definitely a bloke.

Thank god, at least I hadn’t been followed by a crazed axe murderer after-all.

‘Mind your own business. What’s it got to do with you when I come home?’ I stopped walking and stood looking up at him. I couldn’t make out his features in the dark, and being short-sighted, even full daylight wouldn’t have made that much difference anyway.

‘You’re lucky you don’t have school tomorrow, coming back this late.’

Flaming nerve! He sounded like my Dad. Who the hell was he, I wondered. Too young to be one of Mum’s spies surely.

‘Drop dead!’ I turned and flounced off towards our gate, trying hard not to go over on my ankle on the uneven pavement. I had a bad case of the shakes thanks to him.

‘I’ll be watching you. Make sure you get your beauty sleep,’ he shouted just as I closed the gate, anxiously glancing at the house in case Mum or Mrs Digby next door had heard someone shouting at me in the street.

I’d never be allowed to forget it if Mum thought Mrs Digby had heard me making a spectacle of myself in public. Even getting murdered would’ve been my fault, causing her embarrassment in front of the whole village. Perish the thought – a public spectacle, no matter it wasn’t instigated by me. Fingers crossed most people were in bed by now anyway.

Just as I got to the front door it was yanked open by Mum and she stood aside in the hall to let me pass. Dread flooded over me. She’d heard me shouting. I was dead!

She was about to start on me when thankfully one of the kids woke up, having a nightmare or something, yelling and thrashing about in the room they all shared. With a withering look at me, she stomped upstairs to see whoever it was.

I heard something about ‘chocks away,’ followed by a huge thud. Then Mum yelling, ‘You can’t go to the loo in there! It’s the wardrobe! Get out of there!’ followed by a lot of shuffling about.

That would be my ten-year-old brother Simon doing a parachute jump from the top bunk and then mistaking the wardrobe for the loo – it often happened after he’d been messing about with his Air-fix.

Blessing him and his night-games – for once – I used the commotion to sneak into my room and get ready for bed. 

Hopefully Mum wouldn’t come into my room, and if she did I would pretend to be asleep. I’d get away with it – but she would certainly start on me in the morning.

I sighed heavily and prepared myself for not being allowed to go anywhere ever again in this lifetime…

We hope you enjoyed this first chapter and that it has whetted your appetite enough to buy our book. 

Published 23rd November 2017 on Amazon and in Paperback and Audio May 24th 2018

Let us know what you think. 

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Only One Woman Competition: Adrienne Posta 1960s Movie and Singing Star to do our draw

 

ONLY ONE WOMAN COMPETITION COMING SOON

We have another competition coming – keep your eyes peeled for details on our Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/RenzandStella/

And our Only One Woman Blog: onlyonewomanblog.wordpress.com

We are giving away 3 signed copies of our mass market Paperback Edition of

ONLY ONE WOMAN

in our competition – which closes NOON 1st June 2018 – to the first 3 names drawn, who can answer a question about the novel, details of which will be shared during the next few days on our Facebook Page and WordPress Blog.

The Paperback is published by Accent Press on 24th May

and is slightly different from the Kindle Paperback and E-book on Amazon/Kobo etc.

This edition features a foreword written by Rock Icon,

GRAHAM BONNET 

formerly of The Marbles, Alcatraz, Ritchie Blackmore, and Rainbow etc; he now has his own band, THE GRAHAM BONNET BAND.

Graham Bonnet Band

Here is a snippet of what he said about reading Only One Woman:
‘For me Jane and Christina’s book – “Only One Woman” – reflects very honestly those times and the feel of those times. I can picture myself back in London when reading some of the pages. The 1960s, for me, was probably the most wonderful time in the music business with such bands as The Beatles, The Stones, The Kinks, The Who, and The Bee Gees and more: the list is endless.

This book will take you back to that time; read on readers’.

Graham Bonnet, Studio City, Los Angeles, California
2018.

ADRIENNE POSTA,

1960s Movie and Singer Star

of such movies as:

To Sir With Love, Up the Junction, Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush, and many other movies

is going to make the draw which will be held in Buxton, Derbyshire, at a 2 day event in aid of

Jessie’s Fund – Music Helping Children.

For details of the competition keep your eyes peeled on our pages during the following week.

 UK/Ireland only this time…

Christina and Jane will be signing copies of  ONLY ONE WOMAN at their publishers in Cardiff, Wales, on 30th May between 6pm – 8pm (UK) and invite you all to drop in and enjoy the 1960s music and vibe. Bring your own 45 rpm records to play and Paperback to be signed.

WE SHALL HAVE COPIES AVAILABLE TO BUY ON THE NIGHT.

For those wanting to join us at our launch at Octavos Book Cafe and Wine Bar
West Bute Street
Cardiff
CF10 5LJ

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We both hope you will come and say hello and join us in celebrating ONLY ONE WOMAN.

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