Very Proud With No Apologies

Hey everyone! If you’ve been following my blog, you know I have a wonderful girlfriend. Her name is Jeanette Lynes. I call her Genie. Why I call her Genie is a “gag me with a spoon” story, so I’ll spare you. 

You might also be aware that as well as being a university professor, she is also a writer with ten books in print.

No Luck Involved, Just Talent and Hard Work

Her latest, “The Apothecary’s Garden” has been on the Canadian best-sellers list for six weeks. It debuted at number four, rose to number three and has since taken up residence at number five.

She’s a great writer in an almost classical way. Not an inflexible purist, but an artist whose goal is to draw the reader deeply into the worlds she so fluently describes. These aren’t just physical worlds, but the universes of feeling, emotion, and experience. 

Good writers understand the basic archetypes common to the human experience. The faith, or perhaps the presumption of all art, is that these things transcend the merely subjective. Jeanette believes and achieves it in my opinion. And in quite a few others’ opinions, it now seems.

Clearly, there’s no way I can speak without some bias, but it’s important to note that I’m almost always more critical of writers I know than those I don’t. This is because it’s difficult for me to separate the author from the story. Not so with Jeanette.

For a brief description of “The Apothecary’s Garden” search “Jeanette Lynes” on Amazon.