There’s Always Time for Another Cup of Coffee!
Many thanks to fellow Accent Press author, the lovely Jane Jackson, for allowing me to visit her site today. This very week, it is six months since my first contemporary romance, Another Cup of Coffee, was released. After nine years of writing erotica, I decided I needed a break from literarily bumping boobs and bits, and so I put down my whip and picked up my coffee cup!
Okay- I admit it, I have a serious coffee shop habit! I am addicted – not just to the caffeine – but to the coffee and teashops themselves. I just love them – all of them! I love to watch the people around me, to smile at strangers to see how they respond, to wrap my hands around a coffee mug and inhale the aroma of the drink within. For me, there is something very soothing about these places. Whether they are jammed packed and noisy, or as quiet as the proverbial grave, with myself as the only coffee swiller in residence, I simply feel at home in cafes.
It won’t surprise you to learn then, that every novel I have ever written has taken shape in various coffee shops up and down the UK. I can’t write at home, with the distractions of ironing and dusting, so I pen all my words at cafe tables. It seemed totally natural to me therefore, that when it came to creating my first non-erotic novel, to make a coffee shop the focal point of the story.
Thirteen years ago Amy Crane ran away from everyone and everything she knew, ending up in an unfamiliar city with no obvious past and no idea of her future. Now, though, that past has just arrived on her doorstep, in the shape of an old music cassette that Amy hasn’t seen since she was at university.
Digging out her long-neglected Walkman, Amy listens to the lyrics that soundtracked her student days. As long-buried memories are wrenched from the places in her mind where she’s kept them safely locked away for over a decade, Amy is suddenly tired of hiding.
It’s time to confront everything about her life. Time to find all the friends she left behind in England, when her heart got broken and the life she was building for herself was shattered. Time to make sense of all the feelings she’s been bottling up for all this time. And most of all, it’s time to discover why Jack has sent her tape back to her now, after all these years…
With her mantra, ‘New life, New job, New home’, playing on a continuous loop in her head, Amy gears herself up with yet another bucket-sized cup of coffee, as she goes forth to lay the ghost of first love to rest…
The coffee shop that features most within Another Cup of Coffee is Pickwicks, a tucked away cafe in Richmond, run by the ever bubbly Peggy, and her husband Scott. It is there that, newly arrived in London from Scotland, Amy Crane finds a refuge from her troubles, a temporary job, a possible future, and a potential friend in Kit.
Kit spends her days sat in the corner of Pickwicks writing erotic stories for an American Internet company…
Here’s a mini extract to whet your appetite (or perhaps that should be, to quench your thirst?)
…When Peggy arrived back at her table an hour later with a fresh top up of coffee, Kit realised that she’d been staring into space and hadn’t written a thing. Depeche Mode’s words, reach out and touch me, were still whizzing around her head, but she couldn’t decide what to do with them. Some sort of bondage and punishment story seemed obvious, and fitted in nicely with the rather vague story request she’d received from Pearls early that morning, but where to set it? It was time to call in a second opinion and ignore the lack of activity on her phone.
‘You bellowed, your writer-ship.’ Peggy put down the cake tongs and moved towards Kit.
‘Oh, great. What is it this time?’ Peggy pulled out a chair and sat down, rubbing her hands together as her head trotted through a selection of her own highly charged fantasies with which to assist her friend. She spoke with relish, ‘You stuck on a character’s name, or can’t you think of what unspeakable things they should do to each other?’
‘Sometimes I wonder why it’s not you writing and me serving coffee.’ Kit lay down her pen. ‘I need a location to work from. I can’t picture anywhere suitable in my head.’
‘Where have you used recently?’
‘Here for one. I’ve got something drafted set in a bookshop, and last week I had a go at the bus station.’
Peggy nodded, running possible situations through her mind, ‘What sort of story?’
‘Bondage, probably with some punishment, but not too heavy. Nothing forced. Lines from Personal Jesus keep running through my head.’
‘Cool. I’ll have a think.’ Returning to the counter to collect some cheese on toast, Peggy delivered it swiftly to another regular, and returned to Kit with a wicked expression across her face.
‘How about the snooker club?’
‘What the hell has snooker got to do with being desperate for someone to reach out to touch you?’
‘Think snooker tables, balls and rope. Oh hang on. It’s for the US, right? Better make it a pool table.’
Kit’s eye brows rose, ‘Bit clichéd?’
Raising her eyebrows suggestively, Peggy answered, ‘Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.’
Not for the first time, Kit looked at her friend with incredulity, ‘Why do I get the feeling I don’t want to know?’
Peggy laughed, and with a curtsey said, ‘More cake, madam?’…
Many thanks again to Jane for letting me come and visit today.
You can buy Another Cup of Coffee (pub by Accent Press, Sept 2013) as an e-book or a paperback from-
If you enjoy Another Cup of Coffee– don’t forget its mini sequel, Another Cup of Christmas!!
Happy reading everyone,
Jenny Kane is the author of the contemporary romance novel Another Cup of Coffee (Accent Press, 2013), and its novella length sequel, Another Cup of Christmas (Accent Press, 2013). Jenny’s second novel, Romancing Robin Hood, is due for release in 2014.
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Jenny also writes as the erotica author Kay Jaybee.
Details of all Kay’s work can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk