Every day reveals a new story, a new bend in the road, and a clearer understanding of our journey.

About Southern Comfort

Penned by the beloved storyteller and newspaper columnist, Lynn Walker Gendusa, Southern Comfort is full of short, heartwarming stories plucked from her life.

With her signature transparency, Lynn invites readers into her world, which turns out to be the same world we all inhabit—a world full of scrapes and bruises, love and laughter, and weeping and dancing all tumbling together through our days.

Lynn’s compassion and warmth shine through as she acknowledges suffering, as she reminds us that we all belong to one family (the human family), and as she calls us to serve each other with kindness.

In the end, this book is a celebration of life. Sure, our lives are full of messiness and pain, but this book reminds us, most vigorously, that our lives are also full of color and laughter and joy.  With humility, love, and a great sense of humor, Lynn shows us not only how to survive this sometime-crazy life but also how to thrive.

Praise

A master of mood and situations, Lynn Gendusa plumbs the depth of both with intense, honest, spiritual boldness.  Southern Comfort intimately ponders the shatterproof resistance of family, friendship, and faith. She lays all her cards on the table in her personal showdown with life.
Lee Walburn, editor emeritus Atlanta Magazine

Lynn Walker Gendusa is a masterful storyteller who connects her readers to home, common sense, and culture.  Her heart comes through in every sentence and the topics compel the reader to stop for a few moments, take a deep breath and be grateful for all the things that matter in life such as family, friendship, and neighborliness.
—David Plazas, Opinion and Engagement Director for the USA TODAY Network in Tennessee and The Tennessean

Lynn Gendusa writes with wisdom and humility and offers comfort and empathy to her readers.  Reading one of her columns is like savoring a piece of warm pie for breakfast.  I know you will enjoy this collection!
Jan Eliot, creator of the comic strip Stone Soup

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About
It’s All Write With Me!

It’s All Write With Me! Essays From My Heart, is a book filled with personal insights and stories from the heart of Lynn Walker Gendusa. The book has fifteen chapters accompanied by original illustrations.

Chapters include the following topics: Family, Faith, Roots, Friends, LaGrange, Shadows, Southland, Healing, Age(less), Lessons, Treasures, America, Celebrate, Joy and The Last Chapter. The stories are a compilation of columns and articles that have appeared in newspapers and other publications throughout the country and offer inspiration and encouragement to the reader.

The author shares her own journey with depression in the chapter “Shadows” and her personal relationship with God in the essays about Faith. Patriotism shines in “America” and she shares her love of her beloved Southland. Celebrations of life are abundant throughout the book and “The Last Chapter” reminds us that we will all leave this world one day, however, a door is left ajar to enter another one. Just follow the light!

Praise

When Lynn Gendusa weaves the commonality of life’s ups and downs into the tapestry of her essays we see and feel remarkable similarities to our own joys, heartaches and victories. It takes an exceptional writer to connect so intimately with her readers. In this collection of Lynn’s stories be prepared to laugh hard, cry hard, and most of all, make sense of things.
—Lee Walburn, Editor Emeritus of Atlanta Magazine

Lynn understands people, their opportunities and challenges. Her columns leave good feelings radiating after each-a nice addition to today’s hard news.
—Jim Boone, Chairman of the Board, Boone Newspapers

If you like to read, don’t wait another minute to open this book and meet Lynn Gendusa who loves to write. And does it so well! She’ll tug at your heartstrings, remind you of the strength of family ties, and keep us all on a positive path of loving service to community and country. From quirky nostalgia on such as handmade aprons, iron skillets and homemade fried chicken, to the warmth of family past and current, Lynn’s memories and musings unite us all in the power of her words to open our hearts and minds to what is old or new and always deeply felt by us all.
—Allison St. Claire, Editor, Publisher, Senior Wire News Service

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About Lynn

After spending forty-three years as an interior designer, Lynn Walker Gendusa was ready to retire to a hammock somewhere overlooking the blue ocean. Except God had other plans. Within a few weeks of putting down her tape measure, she picked up a pen. Her first story was published in the LaGrange Daily News in LaGrange, Georgia, her former hometown. Within a few more weeks, she became a weekly columnist for the paper, writing essays about faith, America, family, friends, depression, joy, holidays, and the other stuff of life. Her work soon spread across the country to other publications that loved her relatable down-home stories that are laced with inspiration as well as frankness.

Lynn has compiled many of her columns into these pages after readers encouraged her to do so. Her mission is to always inspire and remind us of life’s abundant blessings. She believes, “Every day reveals a new story, a new bend in the road, and a clearer understanding of our journey.”

Lynn currently resides in Roswell, Georgia with her husband David. She is the mother of three children, two stepchildren and three grandchildren.

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