Thank you to everyone who came to support me at One More Page bookstore in Arlington, Va., on Saturday afternoon. It’s a wonderful bookstore and I encourage you to take the time to stop in if you’re in the neighborhood. Terry Nebeker made me feel very welcome and at home. I was extremely excited to see two former co-workers drive all the way from Baltimore to see me — what a treat. Thank you Camila and Denise! And thank you to Brenda who took me to see the National Symphony Orchestra that evening. Oh, and I must thank Randall for taking really great pictures at the reading. It was a lovely day. Visit my FaceBook page for more pictures.
It’s the strangest feeling reading a review by someone you don’t know in a well-known newspaper. Trying to figure out, do they like it or hate it. It’s not clear. The review is really more of a summary of the book, but I’m happy with it. So thank you Eve Ottenberg for giving my book more exposure to the Washington, DC community. That’s very exciting!
When you have a moment, take a read!
Look for me at One More Page bookstore in Arlington, Va., for a reading and signing on Saturday, January 14, at 3 p.m. It’s a great way to support independent bookstores. Hope to see you there!
Here’s a thought: if you are part of a book club and are looking for something to read, may I suggest The Color of My Soul. 🙂 I would be happy to visit with your reading group (in person in the DC-area, and via phone to locales beyond). Just send a note to writer(at)melanieshatter(dot)com.
Once again, so many of you came out to support me at my reading at The Writer’s Center in Bethesda, Md. THANK YOU! Again, I am truly grateful for all the love. I was especially excited to give a “shout out” to Wendy Henderson who was in the audience. Wendy is the wonderful artist who designed the cover of my novel, The Color of My Soul. She did an amazing job, and so many people have commented on the cover. So, my deepest thanks to you, Wendy.
I was deeply grateful to all my friends who came to support me at my first public reading today at Politics and Prose. It’s a great location and I can’t thank them enough for giving new authors like myself the opportunity to share my work.
There were about 30 people in the audience and so many faces I knew. It was so cool! I was reading with Poet Dan Gutstein who was my fellow winner with the Washington Writers’ Publishing House. Many thanks to everyone who purchased a book.
If you have read my book, I would love to hear from you, and if you are willing, please write a sentence or two on Amazon.com.
Come and support Politics & Prose, a wonderful DC bookstore, and the Writer’s Center, a great resource for local writers. I’ll be reading at both locations in November, along with poet, Dan Gutstein.
- Politics & Prose, Washington, D.C. — 1 p.m. on Sunday, Nov. 6
- The Writer’s Center, Bethesda, Md. — 2 p.m. on Sunday, Nov. 13
I had a great time at the Baltimore Book Festival! I spent time at the Johns Hopkins Writing Program booth and at the Washington Writers’ Publishing House booth. Sold more than I expected — thank you to everyone who purchased a book. I signed every one. So, if you bought a book, please drop me a note here and let me know what you thought of it. If you loved it, write a review on amazon.com or at Good Reads or at least share with your friends.
Thanks again for all the love you gave me in B-more!
Hope to see you this weekend at the Baltimore Book Festival. I will be at the Johns Hopkins booth from noon to 2 p.m. on Saturday, and at the Washington Writers’ Publishing House booth, 3-5 p.m. Should be a great event!
Mark your calendars for 1 p.m. on Sunday, Nov. 6 at Politics & Prose in Washington, D.C.; and 2 p.m. on Sunday, Nov. 13 at the Writer’s Center in Bethesda, Md. I will be reading from my debut novel, The Color of My Soul.
The Color of My Soul takes the reader on a journey through race and culture, family loyalty and selfhood through a young woman’s discovery of a secret about her father.
How could he be alive, this man she had always believed to be dead? She shook her head. She wanted a vodka and tonic. “I don’t understand why you didn’t say anything.”
“I’m sorry.” Her mother’s apology slid to the floor. Kira wasn’t listening. That her father was alive and wanted to see her spun around her mind, but she couldn’t grasp the thought to make it real. Her mother’s voice came back to her.
“I didn’t think he would ever come back, and I didn’t want you to hope that he would.”
Published by the Washington Writers’ Publishing House