A great conversation about the book with Ellen Comisar on A Mighty Blaze. Watch the debut spotlight interview…

Interviews with South 85 Journal and Fresh Fiction!

A WOMAN IN PINK is coming soon! I couldn’t be more excited for the launch of this book. Here are a few ways you can support A WOMAN IN PINK:

• Pre-order the book here on this site.

• Ask your local bookstore to stock it.

• Request a copy from your local library.

• If you’re on Goodreads, mark A WOMAN IN PINK as Want to read.

• Consider it as a pick for your book club.

Thank you so much for your support!

The Madrid Review shares an exclusive excerpt from A WOMAN IN PINK.

It's almost Valentine’s Day, you’re sick of all the depictions of dreamy couples presenting each other with diamonds, fragrances, and chocolate, and you’re in no mood for another happily-ever-after. Maybe it’s time for A WOMAN IN PINK, a realistic love story with some sharp edges.

Because you appreciate books that are more than one thing. An accessible literary novel, a love story, an addiction memoir, AND a Johnny Cash/June Carter parallel for music fans? Yes, please!

Author Megan A. Schikora discusses the inspiration for A WOMAN IN PINK with Books by Women.

Do the reading tastes in your group run the gamut? A WOMAN IN PINK checks a lot of boxes and serves up all kinds of interesting topics for discussion, including romantic love gone wrong, career disillusionment, family pressures and expectations, the importance of female friendships, disordered eating, grief and loss, co-dependency, and the power of addiction.

I’m happy to make book club appearances in-person or over Zoom!

Have you ever struggled to exit an unhealthy relationship?

Have you ever loved someone battling addiction?

Have you ever tried to be the best version of yourself and shown up as someone else?

Are you A WOMAN IN PINK?

As one of the “Most Anticipated Books of 2026,” PopSugar interviews author Megan A. Schikora, to discuss A WOMAN IN PINK.

There are the versions of ourselves we most want to be, and then there are the lesser, compromised versions who actually show up. A WOMAN IN PINK dwells in the gaps between them.

The Madrid Review talks with author Megan A. Schikora, to discuss her “Fierce & Fearless Fiction” behind A WOMAN IN PINK.

Because you appreciate books that are more than one thing. An accessible literary novel, a love story, an addiction memoir, AND a Johnny Cash/June Carter parallel for music fans? Yes, please!

Those close female friends of yours – you know the ones – would do anything for you. And if you’re like me, they are essential to your well-being. Female friendships offer a very particular kind of nourishment, a sense of being fully seen and heard and loved, flaws and all. These relationships crop up everywhere in my writing, including in A WOMAN IN PINK, which author Sarah Pazur says highlights “the radical empathy of female friendship and the stern but loving counsel that it can generate.”

Like my life, this book just wouldn’t work without the female friendships at the center of it.

Because it’s timely and relevant. A WOMAN IN PINK offers an intimate account of addiction and the chaos it creates, not only for the addicted but for those who love them most. Carolyn Jack, author of The Changing of Keys, says, “Being in love with an addict – well, that’s when the jet has lost an engine and the other one is in flames. No other book that I have read has ever described this experience with anything like the vivid emotional accuracy achieved by Schikora in her novel.”

Because your love life is a mess. Or it was once. Or you have sat with a close friend for months, sometimes for years, bolstering her and listening as she weathered her own storm. Or all of the above. Miriam Gershow, author of Closer and Survival Tips: Stories, says of A Woman in Pink, “Anyone who has ever made unwise choices in love, which is to say everybody, should read it immediately.”

For A WOMAN IN PINK, “It’s only love if it hits an artery.”

I am A WOMAN IN PINK studying my reflection. “He was lost to me. I was lost to me. In the mirror, I saw a jumble of fragments resembling a person, and didn’t know her at all.”

I am A WOMAN IN PINK, “the focal point in a grim snapshot, a woman alone at a bar. Only now I was even more tragic than at home, because now, my tragedy was on display.”

For A WOMAN IN PINK, “He was always there and never there. I couldn’t have him or mourn him. And so I was not well or sick, but held by a persistent, dull aching, the kind a person became accustomed to, the kind a person learned to tolerate.”