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

There was absolutely no sensation at all. In fact, at first Athena thought nothing had happened. The boxes were identical and there was nothing to show that they had moved. Hephaestus laughed long and loud. "Done it!" he shouted and punched the air above his head. "We've done it. Yey!"


"How do you know?" asked Athena. He pointed to a number painted over the door. It read '2'. 


"Now, watch the number," he said, and pressed the button again. It instantly turned to '1'. 


"I don't believe it," whispered Athena. "Do it again, so we can come out of the other one." 


Hephaestus obliged and they stepped out into Hephaestus's yard, ten feet further away than they had been before.


"Now we need to transport one a decent distance away and see if it still works," said Hephaestus. "Where do you think? Somewhere where nobody goes."


"The winter camp," said Athena, with no hesitation at all.


Chapter 61