Dear Friends & Readers:

Thank you for finding your way to my website.  You’ll find here pages linking you to my recent and past book publications.

Recently, two translations of my previous novel, The Loneliness of Angels, appeared: a Danish translation in Spring 2019, with the Danish literary press, Rebel With A Cause, and a Spanish translation with the Colombian literary press, LaSirèn, Fall 2020. I am grateful for the editors and translators at both presses for the honor of their time and effort in producing these translations and inviting a wider public to my work.

This past spring, my 4th academic monograph, Autochthonomies: Transnationalism, Testimony and Transmission in the African Diaspora, which received a Guggenheim Fellowship in 2014, was published by the University of Illinois University Press.

Finally, I’m happy to announce that my novel on the 2010 Haiti earthquake, What Storm, What Thunder, is in press, coming out with Tin House in the US on October 5, 2021 (in Canada with HarperCollins on September 13, 2021). The beautiful cover you see above was previewed by Poets&Writers in their “Galley Crush” section, April 3, 2021! I’m looking forward to sharing this book, which is close to my heart and seven years in the making, with all of you soon. The novel is dedicated to my mother, Adeline Lamour Chancy, who passed away January 5, 2019, after a two and a half year battle following post-cancer surgeries in 2016. I have known no finer, no stronger, more inspiring person and I miss her dearly every day.

There will be a variety of opportunities to get your hands on advance galleys, previews and take part in other events, to be announced here and elsewhere in the coming months, prior to the official day(s) of publication.  

Please follow me on Instagram for any and all announcements as they come about: www.instagram.com/myriamjachancy

So much to look forward to!

Thanks for the visit!

Myriam J. A. Chancy

Los Angeles, CA

April 7, 2021

“Where love is, there is transformation. Without love, revolution has no meaning, for then revolution is merely destruction, decay, a greater and greater ever-mounting misery. Where there is love, there is revolution, because love is transformation from moment to moment.”

 – Krishnamurti, The First & Last Freedoms