Book Signing at Indigo Saturday

If you’re by Indigo at East Point Mall in Saint John, New Brunswick , on Saturday drop by and say hello. I’ll be there at 12 noon signing the trade paperback edition of LET THE SHADOWS FALL BEHIND YOU and chatting about life as an author.   Find out why I love this cover the best.  You can enter a draw to win a $100.00 Spring Book Buying Spree and sample an Easter chocolate (don’t leave them all there for me to eat, please).  See ya then!

This book is kind of a “Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants” for grownups. Four friends who bond together in childhood, each coming from a troubled past, they create a group for themselves–only does one of the women go above and beyond to take care of the others–even murder? …this book kept me coming back for more. -Night Owl Romance

LET THE SHADOWS FALL BEHIND YOU may by Kathy-Diane Leveille’s first novel, but if this book is any indication of her gifts both as a weaver of fascinating stories and a poet of natural expression then it will most assuredly not be her last! ….a fine debut.  -Grady Harp, Top 10 Amazon Reviewer

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East Branch BOOK CLUB reads SHADOWS

I’d like to thank the book club at the east branch Saint John Library for reading my novel LET THE SHADOWS FALL BEHIND YOU.  I dropped by to visit them and thoroughly enjoyed their lively conversation.  Emily, the chief librarian, made delicious sweet treats and I brought chocolate.  Much sugar, caffiene and laughter was had by all.  What a thoughtful bunch of bibliophiles!

I especially loved the woman  who piped up at the end of our talk and asked me to read the last 2 paragraphs on page 251 which she felt summed up the heart of the book.  I agree one hundred percent!  It’s humbling and thrilling as a writer, when a reader connects with the soul of a story:

The tragedy was that everyone in the family had a story to tell. Brannagh could see that now. The leaver and the left behind.  And each person’s version would probably leave the impression that the teller of the tale was neither all sinner nor all saint, but simply human, with the struggle that being so entailed.  But they were stories that sometimes hid a dark truth that she had no way of  knowing completely. Ever.  She could only guess, take a blind leap, then let go.

And it seemed to her that the echoes of a family’s feeble attempts at love were at the heart of the anguish passed down from one generation to the next, an invisible inheritence undetectable to the naked eye, but skewered through the soul; a legacy of mistakes, fears, mistrust, disappearances, vulnerability, sickness, calluses formed around hearts, all these miserly clutchings threaded through one huge lump that a person blindly inherited with no say in the matter, that the universe left them on thier own to sort out.

Thank you East Branch for reading my novel and inviting me to talk about the book.  Until next time…happy reading!