Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Thanksgiving

Wishing all my readers, family, and peeps a joyous Thanksgiving! Be happy, healthy, and giving this holiday season, and may every day include a bit of magic.

I am a guest today on another blog. Please stop by to visit and comment. ::gobble::gobble::

http://lorriejuly.blogspot.com/2013/11/the-prolific-deb-stover-with-special.html

~Deb

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving

I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving with your loved ones.

Happy reading!

Love,
Deb

Monday, November 29, 2010

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!





Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thanksgiving

I am thankful this and every year for my family and their continued good health. This year I give special thanks for the birth of my first granddaughter, Annabella Debra Carr.


I am thankful for good, loyal friends who have stood at my side these past years as I've mourned the death of my husband, Dave.

I am thankful to have met Marty, my wonderful gentleman friend who is a brilliant photographer and gardener.

I am thankful that my Muse has finally risen from the ashes and again allows me to fulfill my role as storyteller, and that The Gift is finally in print and available to my readers.

Finally, I am ever-so-thankful for my dear, loyal readers. What would a writer be without readers? And vice-versa...? Since all writers are readers--and I do wish I knew who first said "scratch a writer, find a reader"--I proudly wear both hats.

Books, stories, worlds beyond the one in which we live. Escape. There are no boundaries. No limits. Only our imaginations and the written word. All entertainment depends on writers--on storytellers.

Let us all remember next time we go to a movie, watch television, read a novel, a story, or even see a commercial, that a writer somewhere had to put words together to make the moment possible.

And give thanks for the miracle of Story.

Readers and Writers. We make quite a pair. Don't we?

Have a safe, joyous, healthful, and fulfilling Thanksgiving.

And happy reading!

Love,
Deb

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Signing in Wichita, Kansas

Over the river and through the woods...

We'll be heading to my hometown to spend Thanksgiving with my dad, and I'm doing a signing on Black Friday. Hope to see you there.

Have a wonderful and safe holiday!

November 27th, 2009 Book Signing
Noon - 2:00 PM
Deb Stover will meet readers and autograph copies of THE GIFT.
Waldenbooks
4600 West Kellogg
Wichita, KS 67209
http://www.debstover.com for more information

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Winter Again Already

Autumn in the Rockies is entirely too short. Already the beautiful aspenglow has given way to biting cold nights, with brilliant sunshine during the day. When the wind isn’t blowing, people unfamiliar with Colorado are often amazed that we locals are out walking around in sweaters when it’s 20 or 30 degrees outside. It’s downright balmy to us on a calm, sunny day to stomp around in the snow without having to brace ourselves against the wretched wind. Alas, we do have more windy days than not. Fortunately, my house up here next to the Peak National Forest is against Sundance Mountain, which shelters it from the north and west. Most really bad weather comes from those directions. We certainly still get our feet of snow every season, but that mountain offers us a tiny respite from the bitter cold wind, for which I am always thankful.

Thanksgiving is coming entirely too soon. I’m writing like a mad woman, as The Gift is now on the schedule for November 2009, and I must have it finished by the end of the year. I’m excited about finally seeing this book in print. It’s been quite a stumbling block in my path for far too long, and it’s time to see it to fruition.

For what are you thankful this season?

Love,
Deb