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The book is now available in paperback.

http://books.simonandschuster.com/From-This-Moment-On/Shania-Twain/9781451620757

Shania's "From This Moment On" memoir has been REPRINTED with a new cover. It still has 448 pages like the original book.

For a book, a reprint means the publisher is printing a new batch of copies because the original stock has been out of print or has sold out. The text and content remain identical to the original printing, though the publisher might fix minor typos or update the book's cover and formatting.

 

Globally celebrated songwriter, artist, and performer Shania Twain is a five-time Grammy winner and one of music’s most influential voices. With over 100 million albums sold, including three consecutive Diamond-certified records, she remains the top-selling female country-pop artist of all time, with hits like “You’re Still the One” and “Man! I Feel Like A Woman!” Her career as a live performer has spanned global tours and acclaimed Las Vegas residencies. In 2026, Shania made a triumphant return with Little Miss Twain, the most personal album of her hallowed career. "From This Moment On,” originally published in 2011 as her first book, is now reissued, revisiting Twain’s remarkable story and celebrating her enduring legacy. 

https://www.amazon.com/This-Moment-Shania-Twain/dp/1451620756

Tommy wrote:

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exoticpersonage wrote:

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I ordered the new reprint from the link and what arrived was the normal one- anyone else have this issue?

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Really? That's ridiculous! I know it says revised and updated but I really think it's the same book with a new cover. Plus it says it still has 448 pages.

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I just saw a fan's post on Instagram who ordered the reprint and received the original book too.

The revised and updated book with new cover will be released in the Fall. That's why people ordering it are receiving the original book.

Amanda Hudson @luckytooth_

Designed an updated cover for icon Shania Twain. Her revised and updated paperback version of From This Moment On releases early fall. Photography by @timothywhite . Gonna go die now. K thx bye.

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2:42 PM ET - 8 Jun 26

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portacoino wrote:

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the new edition is out

anyone knows the differences?

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THE INSPIRING, HEARTSTIRRING MEMOIR FROM THE MUSIC ICON—NOW WITH A NEW FOREWORD

https://www.amazon.com/This-Moment-Shania-Twain/dp/1451620756

A foreword is a short introductory section in a book written by someone other than the primary author. When a book gets a new foreword for a later edition, it is usually written by a new expert or famous person to give fresh context, celebrate an anniversary, or explain why the book still matters today. Always written by a guest contributor, such as a peer, critic, or specialist, rather than the person who wrote the book.

Shania Twain @shaniatwain

It’s funny how two stories from your life can find their way back to each other at exactly the right time ✨ I think I’ve mentioned before how I would need to live to 200 to do everything I dream of doing and yet I feel I’ve lived a thousand lives already. I’m going to re-release my biographical album ‘Little Miss Twain - The Places I’ll Go’ with a few extra songs that fill in more of the gaps, and in the same week I’m going to launch the audiobook of my biography ‘From This Moment On’ then the story of my life up to Nashville is all laid bare! And as some of you already know… my story is not for the faint of heart!

The audiobook is out October 6th and the album is out October 9th.

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3:52 PM ET - 14 Sep 26

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Shania Twain @ShaniaTwain

I wrote a new foreword when my biography was reissued. Which I then added to the audiobook version coming out very soon! Here is a sneak peak from the studio, being dyslexic means I have to really focus on my words so it’s funny for me to watch back 😊

'From This Moment On’ the audiobook, read by me, is out October 6th 📚✨ https://bit.ly/4rcdhXl

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2:28 PM ET - 22 Sep 26

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Shania Twain Narrates New Audiobook of Memoir From This Moment On — Listen to an Excerpt! (Exclusive)

“Returning to my story after all these years gave me the chance to reflect on the journey,” Twain says of her memoir, originally published in 2011

By Carly Tagen-Dye | PEOPLE | October 6, 2026

Shania Twain is sharing her story with readers and listeners in a whole new way.

The singer-songwriter, 61, has shared an exclusive print and audio excerpt of her memoir, From This Moment On, with PEOPLE.

Twain’s bestselling book, originally published in 2011, traces her rise to music stardom from the beginning. From This Moment On details the author’s tumultuous childhood as one of five children living in poverty in an abusive home in Canada. When Twain was 22, she stepped up to take care of her siblings after their parents died in a car accident.

From This Moment On, which includes a new exclusive foreword, traces this journey, along with Twain’s “process of healing,” per the book’s synopsis.

The From This Moment On audiobook release also coincides with the release of an extended edition of Twain’s seventh studio album: Little Miss Twain — The Places I’ll Go (out on Oct. 9) which features six new songs.

“Returning to my story after all these years gave me the chance to reflect on the journey from where I am today, both in the new foreword and as I read the memoir in full in my own voice,” Twain previously told PEOPLE. “I hope listening feels personal — like we’re sitting down together and I’m telling you my story myself.”

Read and listen to an excerpt from From This Moment On below.

Even though I was independent and very mature for my age, there was one time when my parents certainly overestimated my ability to be on my own. At around the age of 11, I was booked on one of Canada’s national lottery TV shows that featured live guest performances. It was either Wintario or Lotto Canada — I can’t remember which one — but it was being shot in Toronto. Gas was expensive — at least for us it was — so my mom and dad decided to have me travel by Canadian National Railway. It was an overnight trip, but it sure beat spending 13 hours on a bus each way.

For a small-town talent like me, this was a big deal. My mother worked hard to get me on national TV as an amateur.

Just over an hour into my train trip to Toronto, I was settled in comfortably: homework out, guitar stowed above my seat, ticket in hand. My mother had arranged for a chaperone to pick me up in Toronto, and I felt confident that my first train ride all by myself was going to work out fine. What could go wrong?

Um, this:

The conductor glanced at my ticket, and his smile morphed into a frown. “Oh, this train isn’t going to Toronto, young lady,” he informed me. “You’re on the wrong train.” I remember feeling more annoyed than panicked, mainly because I didn’t really believe him! How could it be possible? All the planning, the time my parents had spent on the phone, the process at the station buying the ticket, and he’s telling me that this isn’t the right train? It had to be! “I’m sorry,” he said with a disquieting certainty, “but this train is going to British Columbia.”

Not only was I going in the wrong direction, I was headed about as far in that direction as a traveler in Canada could possibly go.

“W-what?” I stammered. “It can’t be! I have to be in Toronto by 11 o’clock tomorrow morning for a TV show, and I can’t be late —I have to be there!” My tone of voice was very adamant, like I expected this poor conductor to be able to do something about this, and now. “You have to stop the train right now,” little 11-year-old me demanded. Looking back, I’m surprised that he didn’t pick me up and toss me out the door while the train was still moving.

“Isn’t there another train going to Toronto I can get on somewhere along the way?” I knew that geographically the lines would run parallel for a while until they split to either continue south or turn east or west, and I figured it had to be possible for me to “switch” trains somehow.

The man thought for a moment, then said, “I will make a call; wait here,” and hurried up the aisle. Wait here? I thought to myself. Where can I go anyway? I felt trapped, and every second that flashed by, with mile after mile of dense, northern bush speeding along outside the passenger car window, was taking me farther away from where I needed to be. All I knew was that I was getting the heck off that train and definitely not missing my big show. I didn’t care if they let me off in the middle of nowhere and I had to walk to the nearest train station and find my own way.

It amazes me now how I was so full of determination at that age. Nothing was going to prevent me from singing on national television. I scurried to pack up all my things and pulled down my guitar from the overhead rack. Just then the conductor returned with welcome news: sure enough, they were going to stop the train so that I could get off. But to do what, exactly?

“You wait by the side of the tracks,” he instructed, “and within the hour, another train will come by and pick you up.” I got off that BC-bound train — and it was in the middle of nowhere, as a matter of fact — and stood there in the bush with my backpack and guitar, looking just like a little hobo. All I needed were a walking stick and bandana, and the scene would have been complete.

There was no sign of civilization anywhere, but I was fine with this. I had the presence of mind to know that train tracks always ran along the outskirts of towns, so if worse came to worst, I could always start walking back along the tracks to the nearest town and find a pay phone. Being all alone in the bush did not really concern me; the only thing that I was afraid of was being late for the biggest break of my career so far.

I didn’t have a watch, so it was hard to gauge the supposed hour’s wait until the other train came by. If it came by; for all I knew, I’d still be standing here come the next morning. To help pass the time, which just crept along, I pulled out my guitar, sat on its case, and starting singing. I waited patiently for about 10 minutes, beside the tracks, then started to wonder if maybe I should start following them to the nearest town to try to find another way to get to Toronto. Maybe there was a bus I could catch or someone already driving down that I could hop in with. After this long, 10-minute wait, I was sure the BC train had just washed its hands of me, knowing there wasn’t going to be another train to pick me up after all, knowing that once it was gone, there was no holding it responsible for abandoning me here. It was no longer their problem; I was on my own. Every 10 minutes felt like an hour.

At last I heard a rumble in the distance. I hurriedly packed up the guitar and waited for the train to stop. Stop? It didn’t even slow down. My hopes flagged as the cars thundered past. I couldn’t believe it. Maybe it didn’t see me, I thought, half in shock. But how could the engineer not have seen someone standing beside the tracks? I strained my memory to see if I could work out how far back the last town was that I saw from the BC train on my way here to nowhere. I guessed it would take me way over an hour to walk it, but at least I’d get there while it was still daylight. This was now my new worry, to get somewhere civilized before dark. I had no matches, and the mosquitoes would be out soon. I really wasn’t looking forward to that, as a fire would at least help smoke them off and give me some warmth once it cooled down.

Just then I heard another rumble from down the tracks. Another train. This time it did start to slow down, much to my relief. As the train was coming to a stop, a man leaning out of a door asked, “Are you the little girl going to Toronto?” “Yep,” I replied brightly, and hopped on with my things. Once aboard, I asked him how I could have gotten on the wrong train to begin with. He explained that in order to have caught the Sudbury-to-Toronto train, I’d needed to have taken a bus connection from the station. My parents, not being experienced travelers, didn’t know that.

It must have been a hoot or, if not funny, at least an extraordinary event for the conductors on these trains to message each other about some little girl and her guitar with a determined attitude train-hopping along the Canadian railway. It’s not like these were subway trains or streetcars, these were massive passenger-cargo trains crossing the vast, wild landscape of Canada. They couldn’t just stop anywhere, and they normally did so only at designated locations.

Amazingly, I made it to Toronto right on time. My chaperone was waiting for me as planned, totally oblivious that his young arrival could easily have been practically to Manitoba by then. At 11 o’clock, I was walking through the doors of the TV studio, ready to rehearse as if I’d had a perfectly restful trip. Just another page in the life of a child whose mother lovingly called her “my gypsy.”

I’d already appeared on TV before, but those were charity telethons on local television and were nothing like the lottery shows, each of which claimed a huge viewership all across the country. I eventually made my way onto The Tommy Hunter Show as well, in 1980. Tommy Hunter, known throughout Canada as “the Country Gentleman,” was a country music performer and radio-and-television personality. His TV show debuted in 1965 and would air for 27 years, making it the longest-running weekly program of its kind in the world. I’d been a faithful viewer from the time I was about six years old, watching it on a black-and-white screen; in fact, I grew up watching Anne Murray and a long list of other big stars he’d presented.

The Tommy Hunter Show was the big time in Canada, with real dressing rooms, professional hairstylists and makeup artists, an elaborate set, producers, directors, and, of course, a celebrity host. I sang “Walk On By” by Leroy Van Dyke.

I felt quite legitimate and professional being led to the glam chair in the hair and makeup room to be fussed over like I’d seen in behind-the-scenes films of movie actors: with combs and brushes tugging and wafting hair, and faces being powdered and glossed, dabbed and blotted. I felt like a movie star.

The show’s house band was the slickest I’d ever played with, and I even had backup singers. I couldn’t believe it. I felt like a music princess with so much production behind me. It was daunting having to remember all my cues: when to enter, where to stand, when to walk, when to stop, which camera to face and so forth. But I was excited by the buzz of the live television experience, and the adrenaline was pumping. It’s too bad my mother couldn’t be with me. It was obviously a time when money was too tight for her to be able to make the trip, as I know she wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

Copyright © 2011 by Shania Twain. Audio excerpt courtesy of Simon & Schuster Audio read by the author, from the audiobook From This Moment On by Shania Twain, published by Simon & Schuster Audio, a Division of Simon & Schuster, Inc.  Used with permission from Simon & Schuster, LLC.

The From This Moment On audiobook is now available, wherever books are sold.

https://people.com/shania-twain-audiobook-from-this-moment-on-excerpt-exclusive-12160957

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Shania Twain @shaniatwain

I spent some of my summer back in the studio to record more music and the audiobook version of my memoir ‘From This Moment On’. This is my story in my words... revisiting these memories took me on a real rollercoaster of emotions, as some of you will know my life story is pretty wild 😅 and for those not familiar, I think you’ll enjoy it. It’s out now for those who like to listen ❤️

Audio Excerpts - https://www.instagram.com/p/DeKd5z3kbKW/

2:50 PM ET - 6 Oct 26

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Audiobook - https://www.simonandschuster.com/books/From-This-Moment-On/Shania-Twain/9781668199602