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Ann Chiappetta

Tulips and Breath and Shadow

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Thanks to editor-in-Chief, Chris Kuell, I am honored to be featured, with other talented writers in the Winter 2022 issue of Breath and Shadow. Check out the prize-winning essays, fiction and poetry in this issue.

 

https://www.abilitymaine.org/bs2022winter-1/%22the-tulips-come-back%22

The New Year, and Pandemic Stress

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Annie Shares News Issue 1 January 2022

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🍾 Happy New Year! 🎇

 

Well now, friends and followers, 2021 has been complicated, hasn’t it? I don’t know about you but I feel wrung-out and all kinds of weird – hm, could it be the wacky weather or maybe the long-term effects of a two-year long pandemic. One blogger I know stated the continual loss and grieving   may contribute to   feeling wrung-out and disheartened.  – whatever is contributing to   it, it’s sure been a rollercoaster ride of strained emotions. If you think you’ve been alone in feeling this way, rest assured you are one of many and you are not alone.

As written by Plato: “Strange times are these in which we live when old and young are taught falsehoods in school. And the person that dares to tell the truth is called at once a lunatic and fool”

He might have been talking about himself yet his words are prophetic and powerful. I never thought we would be living through a pandemic and yet here we are.

 

I will move onto less troubling topics,.  Most of the early part of 2021 was recording my two most recently published books as audio books. It’s a goal to strive for my material to be offered in alternative formats for the blind and people with print disabilities like dyslexia.   All my books are available from audible.com and as digital books from the National Library of Congress talking book catalog.  The specific links and everything Annie is on my website, www.annchiappetta.com .

I would not have been able to do it myself, and huge thanks goes out to voice actor and the best narrator, Lillian Yves for being there to help.

 

Taking part in interviews and podcasts is fun and exciting, especially when being an international guest. Check out this one with Princess Diva: https://anchor.fm/diva-williams/episodes/Inspirational-moments-with-Ann-Chiappetta–Author-e19j36i

and this one with Karina KKantas: https://www.artistfirst.com/kantas.htm

 

Here’s a haiku for you to ponder:

Hands cup grains of sand

Delicate and Rough to touch

Stars pulsing through time

Dreya the book dragon sends wing beats of creativity and kindness your way, 🐲

photo description of Ann's personal logo of green dragon floating amid books and musical notes.

A whimsical red and green dragon floats among flying musical notes and books. Text to the right reads Ann Chiappetta making meaningful connections with others through writing.Ann’s personal logo

 

Smashing prices, not Pumpkins

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📚 You won’t want to miss out on these discounts

All my titles are on sale until January 1, 2022. Save 50% at the Smashwords year-end sale.

Or visit my author’s page to find out more and read a preview:

https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/AnnChiappetta

 

Why Smashwords? Electronic choices, of course. Simple and get the book delivered to your inbox.  Transfer it to your favorite book reading app. It’s great, kindle isn’t the only eBook reading app in town. 😉

The numbers Are In

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The numbers Are In

As it happened, this year my first article for Outlook Enrichment posted:

https://www.outlooken.org/news/article/the-way-i-see-it-ann-chiappetta

 

What does the article have to do with numbers? Mom was born on November 17. She’s been gone six years and I miss her even though the harsh pang of grief has softened. I am grateful for my sisters and our extended family, who help keep Mom’s spirit going.

The universe supports keeping Mom’s spirit upfront and in a cherished place for us.  Special things keep falling on the date of her birth and every time it happens, I get the feeling she’s    delighted. We love you and miss you, Mom; keep sending reminders that you’re out there and the universe is caring for you.

 

As for my new gig, I think it’s the best omen it was scheduled on this special date.

 

 

 

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A Round Trip From New York to Greece in an Hour✈

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Yes, folks, I spent time with Karina Kantas, the host of the author’s assist podcast and the Artist First Radio Network ,   talking all things creativity and writing.  Karina lives in the Greek Isles and it was a great show. To visit  with us and enjoy  the conversation, click here.

 

Not sure where Dreya and I will fly to next but it’s sure to be interesting. I’ve got our virtual bags packed and ready to go.

photo description of Ann's personal logo of green dragon floating amid books and musical notes.

Ann’s personal logo

 

 

Felines on the Mind

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This poem was written for a weekly writing prompt generated by https://writingworkswonders.com/Writing Works Wonders.  It’s fun and keeps the creative muscle in top shape.

In the Sun

 

By Ann Chiappetta

 

Bandana the cat dozes

 

A ginger tabby

lazes in the pumpkin patch

Hooded candy corn yellow eyes

the sphinx

basking in the warm praise of Ra.

 

2021

 

Why I Like the Word Tweak

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Why I Like the Word Tweak

 

Hey there readers-

I left you all in limbo with a post stating I was moving my blog over to my website www.annchiappetta.com and I am happy to announce it is now completed.   This is what I refer to as a tweak. As an informal verb  definition, among other terms, it means to make an improvement to a system. Thank-you Siri, for the information. 😊  You all will still receive the blog updates, too.

 

Stay tuned for more now that thought-wheel has settled into it’s new home on the interwebs.  💻

And, as the announcer once said on the old-fashioned TV broadcasts, “and now back to  the show.” 📺

 

A Warm Spot

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Blogging about our animals is a bright  glow in our lives.  Just when I think it can’t get any zanier around here, cohabitating with two large dogs, three cats and two guinea pigs, something  happens. Thank goodness it’s usually adorable or funny.

 

Meet Luna, a petite long-haired mix. April rescued her when she was 6 weeks old and she didn’t weigh more than a bottle of water. She is about five pounds now and won’t be a large cat. She is gentle and happy and like Bagheera/Noodle kitty, travels well in her carrier and  has made her place in the pack. In this photo she found a warm spot to take a nap, I suppose a laptop is kind of like a human lap just a bit flat.

 

Below is my tribute to Luna.

 

Kitten haiku

Sprawling Feline warm

 

from hardware and data  chips

 

cat divinity

Photo: Black kitten laying  on it’s side over open laptop computer, head and paws facing camera.

Black kitten laying  on it’s side over open laptop computer, head and paws facing camera.

 

Cat trap

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The sleek and silent Bagheera slipped into the enclosure, intent on   his destination. The human, distracted by the guinea pigs, didn’t notice until it was too late.

“Darn cat, did you go in there?” The human extended her arm and Bagheera slid into the protected hut at the far corner of the cage, avoiding her searching fingers.

The human’s voice rose and she lowered the door, then talked into the thing called a cell phone.

“Is the cat in there?” she asked the phone, holding it at the cage. The tiny voice in it said,

“Yup, he’s in there, all the way in the back on the shelf,”

The human spoke and she sounded angry but he didn’t care, he was in the most rare and coveted place and he basked in his prize.

 

“I can’t reach you, you little turd,” she said, withdrawing her hand. He watched the human enter the storage room, then she went into the bright room with all the cold and wet places. She tapped the top of his ambrosia. Oh, he thought, why did the human have to entice him so? Why, oh why, did she offer him something he craved even more and more often than the coveted rodent shelf?

And this is how to lure a cat from hiding in the guinea pig cage. Appeal to his stomach.

He's all grown up now

He’s all grown up and now he tries to get into more places than the shopping cart

 

 

 

 

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