Todays news

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. I’ve managed to make myself busy. Sister World 3 is an ambitious work and I’m working diligently on completing it in time for ComicCon. There’s only one problem. When I finish, I’ll have to say goodbye to some people (My characters) that I’ve grown to love. How can I say goodbye to Kahill and Becarra, how do their friends say goodbye. I’ll miss Spirit everyday. They’ll have so much to do after I say the End, but it will be time for them to live in your imaginations. I’ve had a lot of help with the details, the world I’ve dreamt of could, may even exist. If I was given the opportunity to find out, I’d take it. If you read the books, you’ll know why.


It’s never a good thing for me to write when I’m tired and there’s a chance I’ll want to delete this post in the morning. I was/am thinking about the things that make us who we are, why we write. I was a lonely child. When my sister went to school it felt like I lost my best friend. Then I went to school. I used to make up stories. The number 5 had a crush on 6, but 7 was her boyfriend. I wrote in cursive, making the words prettier than what they meant. My first children were my words. I lived in a time when girls were just becoming more than a decoration. In my dreams I was a person with power. That meant I was a man. Then I met the man I would love, marry and the one I still love. Like everything in life, it’s had moments of great joy, mixed in with everything else. Then there was the brain tumor. For a brief time, I thought I would die, then I decided I would be there for my son, he was four. For all of my life I’ll remember waking up after the nine hour surgery. I was awake but I wouldn’t reply to the doctor when he tried to see if I was okay. I wasn’t ready. I wanted to live but I needed time to decide who was going to wake up. What I learned, is most likely the same thing many people learn in difficult times. I am strong. A stronger person woke up, a person who no longer hated being a woman, a person ready to face being less successful than she had hoped to be. My books may never be the best sellers the fourteen year old me had dreamed they would be, but they’re mine and, grammar not withstanding, I’m proud of what I’m trying to say. Most importantly “Live your life. We all have scars. It’s how we live with them that defines us.” Good night.

Meet and Greet at Bank Square Books & Savoy Bookshop and Cafe

Debra Zannelli
6:05 AM (6 hours ago)
to me

Sunday was quiet. I sold enough books to make the trip worthwhile but most importantly I meet my old boss. I worked for her for many years. She was so kind when I found out I had a brain tumor, helping me get permission to return to work part time while keeping my position after already having a two month recovery period. She was there when I had my first seizure and applauded my decision to retire when I was moving to RI. At my retirement party she told me it was time for me to chase my dream, publish the book I wrote while recovering and start writing again. Sometimes you need a gentle push and a reminder, it’s never too late. I can’t say enough about how great it was to see her again.

BankSquare Books and Savoy Cafe

As the day approaches, I just want to remind you to come this Sunday. It will be nice to talk with friends and to make new friends.

SAVOY: Debra Zannelli (Darkness and Light, Vampires) Author Signing

Debra Zannelli event banner

My Books
Darkness and Light Series:
Dark Night of the Soul
A Darkness Descending
Where There Was Darkness
Darkness and Light, The Hunter
Darkness and Light, Vampires

Sister World Trilogy:
Sister World, The Arrival
Sister World, The Fight for Earth

and Peacedale for children


I was honored to have my poem “The Journey” included in the anthology. I was even more honored when reading the other poems. Last night, at the kick-off event, I listened to many read their poems. It was hard reading mine. I wrote The Journey on the year anniversary of my mothers death. It’s a homage to what we sometimes take for granted. To be fair and honest I will admit we argued, there were things we did not agree on. Sometimes I was wrong, sometimes I wasn’t, but the important lesson I learned was is it didn’t matter. We loved each other. At the end, when I said goodbye, it’s the times she held my hand, helped me understand a sometimes cruel world. I am glad I held her in my arms as she passed. I can only hope she heard me tell her how much she helped me on the journey that is my life.


It’s simple but I think I should let you know the site is simply


My short story, “The Quiet One” is now available on the Please check it out and spread the word.

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Its the time to use fresh strawberries and rhubarb to make a great desert that goes well with vanilla ice cream

Strawberry Rhubarb Crunch

1 c.  white sugar                                             3 tbsp. flour

3 c. chopped fresh strawberries                  3 c. diced rhubarb (the smaller the better)


1 ½ c. flour                                                     1 c brown sugar                  

10 tbsp 1 ¼ stick butter                               1 c. rolled oats

Preheat oven to 375 D.

In a large bowl, mix white sugar, 3 tbsps. flour, strawberries, and rhubarb.  Place in a 9X13 baking dish.

Mix 1 ½ c. flour, brown sugar, butter and oats until crumbly.   Crumble on top of rhubarb/strawberry mixture.

Bake 45 minutes or until crisp and lightly browned

Read a good book while enjoying the recipe is my recommendation. Try Sister World, The Arrival. Two tasty treats


I am proud to say that my short story ‘The Quiet One’ has been accepted by DarkWater Literary magazine. I’ll let you know when it will be available. I have to say my sister ask me if it was true. I’m not telling.

My poem “The Journey” has been accepted in the Rhode Island Bards Anthology. There will be a book launch On June 28th at the Courtyard Providence which means it’s in Warwick. There’s a $5.00 cover charge. I hope you’ll join me.