On the Right Track, my first 1NS story, was inspired by my near disaster in snow. First thing you need to know is that England does not cope well with snow. It always seems to take us by surprise and the moment it begins to settle, chaos erupts. I was working sixty miles away from where I lived and I could see the snow falling thicker and thicker outside. Eventually, my boss realized we’d all get stranded and told us to leave. My home was on the other side of the Pennines – a spine of hills that runs down part of the middle of the country.
I managed to get to the motorway which was a miracle in itself but to find a major road was already snow covered with not a plough in sight was disturbing. I followed the tracks of other vehicles and we all slowly made our way across the rolling moorland. My hands were gripping the wheel so tight they were clear.
I skidded. My car suddenly fishtailed and despite the fact that I knew what to do, in those few moments my brain went blank. Luckily I didn’t hit anyone or anything and found myself back in the tracks again, sobbing, and eventually I made it home where I started sobbing again. A journey of 80 minutes took four hours. Husband was also stuck and his normal journey of 50 minutes took nine hours. Told you we don’t do well in snow!
In my story, Hollie isn’t so lucky. Or maybe she is?
ON THE RIGHT TRACK
Always driving through life along the straight and narrow, Hollie wants a break from staying within the lines. She hopes a hookup at 1Night Stand with a tall fair-haired guy who’s organized and sensible, likes small-breasted brunettes, and can deal with any crisis life throws at him, will jar her from the mundane path she’s been on.
Except what seemed like the perfect plan when she set off, turns into the worst idea ever as the snow falls thickly. Slipping and sliding, her arms numb from clenching the wheel, she becomes frantic to avoid what’s looming in front of her.
Dark-haired Nick is on his way to a party with hopes of connecting with a busty blonde—assuming he’s even on the right road and can dig himself out of a heap of snow before he freezes solid. Too bad he never plans ahead, no coat and no shovel in the car, and soon he won’t even see a road at all, let alone any vehicle barrelling down it.
When two hearts get lost in a snowstorm of what they think they want, can Madame Eve's magic put them back on the right track?
One commentator will win a copy of my 1NS story – available on the 23rd December.