GO BY THE NAME OF…

My dear little Friends,

How are you doing?

My book is on Amazon but it means that this is only the beginning, still much work that should be done. Advertising and marking are two new fields where I am a rookie. However, I can boast about some reviews that have recently appeared in my author page.

reviewsI am very grateful for this positive review, it means a lot to me.

I confess that advertising is not that easy as I expected. It takes a lot of efforts and money as well.

Also, you have to study what are the most efficient ways of advertising and marketing. You not only need to attract the readers’ attention but also reach the targeted reader and that’s the most difficult to me. How do I know who would be interested to read my book, people are so different, the same is with their book preferences. A dilemma, isn’t it? I do not give up and I know that the hardest is waiting for me yet.

Until I would like to share with you some excerpts from the first chapter of my book Ukraine, I Wrote About that is available on Amazon as paperback and ebook. Do not forget to have a look (in case you didn’t do it yet)!

In Ukrainian the name of my country sounds as Україна using the Slavic alphabet. If I split this word into two halves, then I get U kraina or U kraini meaning “at the country”. That is it, at my country, I live at my country and I was born at my country. That is pretty simple and clear. I do not need to search for any extra meaning.

Ukrainian historians have already found several hints of how to interpret the name of our country. For instance, Olexander Paliy holds the idea that it was synonymous with “princedom” or “land”. Another Ukrainian historian, Ivan Ogiienko, insists that it was used to name the frontier Pereyaslav land or even other Kyiv lands. The Canadian historian of Ukrainian origin, Orest Subtelnuy, thought that Ukraine geographically meant Kyiv border. Vitalyi Sklyarenko says that the letter “у” in many languages, particularly in Ukrainian, means not close to, but inside. Many Ukrainian researchers are of the opinion that the word “Ukraine” consists of two parts: “kraina” and “u” denoting “home land”, an antonym to “foreign land”.

Hungry for more, then click Ukraine, I Wrote About

I appreciate every comment or response. Hope to see you among my readers and reviewers! I am certain that my book won’t leave you indifference. This is a travel guide to my heart!

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Love you all,

Yours Author

PASSIONATELY ABOUT UKRAINE ON AMAZON

My dear little Friends,

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Today I would like to share with you, my dear Friends, my great news.  I finally managed to publish my book on Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1721749993/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0

Today I would like you to let you in… my inner world that is sometimes unknown even for me. This book helped me to reveal that I simply love the country where I was born and where my heart belongs to. These are not words, these are true feelings. While being even far from Ukraine I feel that I am bonded with my motherland. And this bond cannot be broken ever. I will cite you something “Ukraine has its Ann and Ann has her Ukraine“. I guess this one sentence has its all. I never thought that I can love the place where I live so much. I always wanted to travel and perhaps live in the other country, I didn’t suspect that I can be so attached to my Ukraine.

I would not like to tease you or take your time from reading my book…however, reading my book might give you a chance to understand who Ukrainians are, why we live a bit outside from Europe, why we have our hybrid undeclared war with Russia, and what we eat for breakfast (perhaps the most interesting). I tried to present you a full picture without hiding its ugly part (as much as I can) and yet I wanted to make my country attractive to you, as well as invite you to visit it one day. 81Gl8HjphFL

There will be surprises such as desperate meetings with my Euterpe or spontaneous outpouring of emotions (funny or serious). One more bonus is that you will not only be able to chat with Ann while flipping through my book, but also enjoy the illustrations created to entertain you.

Anyway, do not consider me immodest please, I am sure that “Ukraine, I Wrote About” won’t let you indifferent…

 

Hope to find you, my little Friends, among my Readers! Your reviews are the best reward for my work! It means a lot to me! Please spread a word on my book!

Find it available as paperback (soon as e-book) on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Ann-Romanenko/e/B07H2DKP69?ref_=pe_1724030_132998060

Looking forward to reading your comments!

Love you all,

Yours A

A Cup of Selfie Coffee?

My dear little Friends,

Today is the last summer day and I felt an urgent need to chat with you. And as you might now a good chat is always accompanied by a brewing cup of … coffee.

“As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?”  Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

It is indeed, my Friends. Thus a cup of coffee may not be only a bitter and hot drink that ignites your brain, but also a good way of entertainment and selfie. Yeah, yeah, you heard me right! There is a new terrific place in L’viv, the city of lions and everything Ukrainian, where you are able to drink a cup of great coffee with your picture in the foam. Aren’t you curious? I bet, you are.

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L’viv, Soborna Square 2

How does it work? Pretty simple. You come there and order a cup of selfie coffee. A very friendly waiter will ask for your selfie or offer to make it with his phone, and volla … in some minutes you are served with a cup of your selfie coffee!

One of the new options is a very delicious hamburger made of fresh beef and vegetables that suits perfectly to your selfie drink.

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A mouthwatering image that still chases my mind. Though I confess that it was huge for me and I hardly ate it.

Anyway, it is perfect final note of my summer rhapsody, I am ready to say goodbye to this hot (temperature didn’t decrease much yet) and sultry summer. I don’t know how about you, my Friends, but I am looking forward to meeting first cool autumn days when the nature takes its best outfits. In anticipation of my autumn photo sessions…would you like to join me?

Enjoy your day and meal!

Let me know how are you doing! I miss you!

#selfiecoffee #L’viv #Ukraine #high-tech

Yours A

 

Snow in Kyiv

Dear Friends,

You know how much I love my city, but even more I love Kyiv under snow.  But instead of words I better share my short film with you :

“Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person” ― Sylvia Plath

Snowfall in my city is the adventure bonded with childhood happiness. I open you my snoworld and let you dance with me! Are you ready for some fun?

Let me know what makes you happy?

Looking forward for many comments and visits at my gallery : https://www.pictorem.com/profile/Ann.Romanenko

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Love you all,

Yours A

 

Friday 13, What’s Behind?

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As I wrote in my book, Ukrainian superstitions sometimes seem to be weird and illogical. However, not all of them are meaningless. Besides mythical explanation, omens often are of large practical meaning. Let us talk about the origin of the most common ones. Oh, I feel that I am not alone now, some mystical spirits guiding my fingers on the keyboard. Ah!

Friday 13 makes Ukrainian shiver with fear. Popular superstition became widespread due to historical events. On Friday, October 13th, 1307, King Philip IV of France, in league with Pope Clement V ordered all Templars to be rounded up and thrown in prison. The Knights were accused of numerous crimes including heresy and treason. After a short court trial, all of them were burnt on fire. Thereafter this day is considered to be unhappy. Ukrainians (along with other nations) believe that bad news is delivered on Friday 13, and many important deeds remain to be unsuccessful”.

Are you superstitious?

Hope your Friday 13 will be lucky!

Yours Ann

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Late Evening At The River Dnipro

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Hours of tedious effort are required to awaken and exercise that talent, to write that riveting “one true sentence” that seemed so damn simple when read. That simplicity is deceptive. It does not happen by accident. Now it is a skill easily acquired. Writing is demanding, solitary, backbreaking work. A writer mined the tunnels of his/her brain using words for a pickaxe. A week’s effort might yield only one nugget that is worth keeping and you can weep with pathetic gratitude over that.”

Kyiv Evening in Lights

Friends, isn’t it perfectly said? I found this wisdom thought in the book I am reading now and it set deep in my soul. Writing arises controversial feelings in me. I do love putting words into nicely-structured phrases with some meaning, in the other moment I hate looking for words to create that perfect sentence which should look simple to be read easily. Very often I have images in my head and lack of appropriate words to transform them to paper. And I even do not mention the use of “beautifully tailored metaphors, similes and other stylistics tools”, which are essential decorators of every text. Writing is a mixture of hard work and a pleasure. Just not many of us are able to write. I am not sure whether I belong to that group of lucky beggars, though I feel very good when I write. Sounds banal, but it is true. Every story is the chance to dive into the unknown world, explore the unknown feeling, and even do something I am not dare to in real life. It is an enormous pool of unlimited possibilities. I am so tempted and you?

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10 pm at my watch. It was a late evening in Kyiv. A sultry summer day gave away to coolness. At last I could breathe and felt relaxed. I was walking along the Dnipro River. A light breeze ruffled my hair. There were no thoughts in my head. Only my eyes were wondering among people chatting on the stairs to the river. I saw mostly their heads and heard their emotional voices. Some of them were in silence. There were loud music and car traffic not so far. Somehow it was not a usual evening. With my friends we decided to cross the bridge and enjoy the beach island. I have never been at that place before. The views from the bridge made me stop several times to click some photos. Sometimes my friends even did not notice my absence. Each of us was lost in some inner thoughts, words came out rarely. A trio was sharing a wordless talk. Soon the lights from cafes and night lanterns winked on the beach horizon. The beach was occupied with local lovers of romantic atmosphere. We took off our shoes and went barefoot sinking our toes in the sand. Underneath my feet warm sand was ticking me. The next instant my feet stepped to the water. Dnipro was lapping my feet. The bridge lights were performing a blue-yellow dance. One more click. There were lots of couples at the beach. I caught myself on being a witness of first unsure touches, passionate glances and sighs. They were yet not sure of each others feelings, they still go on playing flirting games. They did not know each other well, and they were so afraid to break that sweet moment. First dates, first touches, first kisses. A very peaceful scene at the beach in the capital city at the Ukrainian map. And somewhere away at the East there was a dead silence in the expectation of night firing. The picture is different. Instead of beaches were dirty trenches, instead of romantic lights were night vision glasses, instead of gentle river was a field with enemies coming close. Loads of cigarettes, constant jokes not to be afraid, weapons day and night, and danger at almost every move. Similar are mostly young faces only wearied by war. They also dream of love, kisses and sighs. However, the most intimate relationships they have are with their reliable automates. Kisses sometimes may be burning though. Two pictures described do not intercross, and yet are linked. Without the second cannot be the first. Without a death cannot be a new life…

Blue and Yellow Dance

Without being read I cannot write!

Yours Ann

Ukraine, I Am So Proud Of You (Eurovision 2016)

Dear Friends, you all heard a million times how I love my country and I am very proud of being Ukrainian and not only today! Our Ukrainian singer Jamala won this year Eurovision contest and I would like to share it with you. Her song “1944” was dedicated to her great grandmother who was forced (by Russia) to leave her place of living 75 years ago. In 1944 Crimean Tatars were deported from the Crimean Peninsula as a result of state-organized and forcible action, ordered by then Soviet leader Joseph Stalin. And in 2014 Russian Federation annexed Crimea with a weapon in her hands and stated that Crimea is their territory. You may call that this song is political and, to some extend, it is true. However, this song is a real tragedy which is possible even nowadays and World should know about that. This song is a message for all of us not to forget that somewhere there is war and people die until we sleep peaceful in our beds…there is nothing more important than PEACE in our world wherever we are!

Please listen to this song, I have tears in my eyes when I am listening:

She is perfect as her nation to whom she belongs!

Love you all!

Yours Ann