Ellen Notbohm: The River By Starlight

We're delighted to welcome journalist and author Ellen Nothbohm as she celebrates the release of her debut novel, The River By Starlight.




"The River by Starlight superbly captures the landscape of early 20th century American West, and the hearts and minds of those who lived there. Notbohm courageously explores life's challenges and mysteries, proving we know not what Mother Nature will deliver nor what secrets our loved ones hold. She deftly depicts vivid settings, expertly portrays memorable characters who are simultaneously fierce and fragile, and artfully develops complex relationships. The prose is beautiful; the dialogue is spot-on; the research is thorough; and the story told so well pages turn themselves. Ultimately, she knits a powerful story with contemporary questions that resonate long after the book is closed."  --Romalyn Tilghman, award-winning author of To the Stars Through Difficulties

"Magical storytelling . . . With intimate and poetic language reminiscent of Paulette Jiles and Marisa de los Santos, Notbohm demonstrates that loss and fragility often exist alongside strength and bliss."   -- Booklist

In addition to her four award-winning books on autism, Ellen Nothbohm's articles, columns and posts on such diverse subjects as history, genealogy, baseball, writing, and community affairs have appeared in major publications and captured audiences on every continent. Her articles for Ancestry magazine related stories gathered during extensive research for this long-awaited debut novel, The River by Starlight. A lifelong resident of Oregon, Ellen is an avid genealogist, knitter, reader, beachcomber, and thrift store hound. 

Event date: 

Sunday, July 29, 2018 - 3:00pm to 4:00pm

Event address: 

The Book Stall
811 Elm Street
Winnetka, IL 60093
The River by Starlight Cover Image
$16.95
ISBN: 9781631523359
Availability: On Our Shelves Now....best to call before coming in to pick up.
Published: She Writes Press - May 8th, 2018

Her brother's letter touched a match to the wick of Annie's doused dreams. Dream enough for her, to stroll the length of a town without the abortive glances, the stilted greetings, the wider berth given her on the sidewalk. "I could use some help out here," he wrote. "What's holding you to Iowa anyway?"