If reviewers and readers end up comparing my literary fiction to the work of Joshilyn Jackson, I’ll be one happy author! She writes with finesse and magnificence, her words creating worlds so real, you’ll be forgiven if you want to exchange Christmas cards with the characters.
“the girl who stopped swimming” has the usual JJ signature of making things seem what they are not, interlacing the past with the present, raising important issues (such as what makes a good marriage) and playing with your emotions.
The blurb calls it “Richer and more rewarding than any story Joshilyn Jackson has yet written”. I disagree. They are all equally suberb.
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