Jenny Twist was born in York and brought up in the West Yorkshire mill town of Heckmondwike, the eldest grandchild of a huge extended family.
She left school at fifteen and went to work in an asbestos factory. After working in various jobs, including bacon-packer and escapologist’s assistant (she was The Lovely Tanya), she returned to full-time education and did a BA in history, at Manchester and post-graduate studies at Oxford.
She stayed in Oxford working as a recruitment consultant for many years and it was there that she met and married her husband, Vic.
In 2001 they retired and moved to Southern Spain where they live with their rather eccentric dogs and cat. Besides writing, she enjoys reading, knitting and attempting to do fiendishly difficult logic puzzles.
In July 2018 she won the Author Show TOP FEMALE AUTHOR Fantasy/Horror/Paranormal/Science Fiction award.

A novel based on the von Däniken theory that the gods were spacemen. 
Set in the prehistoric Mesolithic age with the goddess Athena as a young girl and Prometheus, a young cave-dweller, as the main protagonists.
The boy watched the star fall. It fell very slowly, and it was not one light but a multitude of lights spinning lazily through the night sky. Then great silver fish flew through the sky and other mysterious lights began to appear on the mountain. At last a great thunderbolt struck the ocean. The sound was flat and hollow and unbelievably loud, as if a giant had stamped on the earth. And the sign of the Goddess appeared in the sky – the sign of the Sacred Mushroom. These are the events that mark the arrival of the Atlantis, the doomed starship, bringing new gods who would change the life of the boy and his people forever. 


The Owl Goddess

They sat side by side behind the house, with Demeter's chickens scratching in the dust around their feet, and looked down the mountain towards the sea. 


Prometheus turned and looked at her, surprised. 


"Of course I do." But his face screwed up like that of a child about to burst into tears. In fact, for a moment Athena thought he might actually do just that, but instead he looked up at the sky for a minute or so and then added. "But I don't like her as much as I used to do." 


He remained gazing at the sky without speaking for so long that Athena prompted him. "Since she became Queen?"


Prometheus's voice was hoarse. Perhaps he really was on the verge of tears. "Yes. Since she became Queen." 


"I can understand that," Athena said quietly. "When she is the Mother she is terrifying." 


Prometheus gave a short, barking laugh. "I don't care about that," he said. "My own mother was the Queen. I know the difference." He fell silent for a moment.


Chapter 48