Dear Mr. President

I am the widow of a US Veteran, the single mother of a disabled child, and a critically acclaimed--ahem--starving romance writer.  I live on a very limited income, and many months we barely make ends meet.

However, I beg you, please do not extend our tax break if it means the wealthiest Americans will also get theirs.  Please, let us pay our fair share so they will pay theirs, too.  America needs the money.  We need the money to keep schools open, to pay teachers, to provide food and shelter and health care to those who have none.  We need to take care of our Veterans who have given their all for our country.

Please...do not give us a tax break.  Not if it means the Buffets and Trumps of this world also get one.  Make them pay their fair share.


Thank you, Mr. President.


Sincerely,
Deb Stover

Mother, Grandmother, and...
MSgt David Allen Stover's widow

Thanksgiving, Snow, Etc.

I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and made some lasting memories.  You never know when you may need them.  I pull mine out every year and go through a mental slide show of holidays past.

We woke this morning to about six inches of fresh snow.  Very pretty.  The Palmer Lake Star has been lit for the Season, too, so it's beginning to look a lot like...  ;-)  Of course, the most beautiful photo I've ever seen of our Star is this one, taken last winter on a bitterly cold full moon night after Christmas by my gentleman friend, Martin Yaslowitz.

I took these snow pics before the sun had fully risen, and they're a little fuzzy--not enough coffee--but not too bad for phone pictures from an amateur.  :)  I'm a writer--not a photographer. 

Speaking of which, I am in the process of preparing some of my back list titles for Kindle.  Check my website for details.  A Willing Spirit will be first.

Happy reading, all!