My Literary Agent:
Mendel Media Group, LLC
115 W. 30th St.
NY, NY 10001
I’m a 3-time Moth winner, writer, storyteller, public speaker, and comedian living in LA but wandering around constantly.
So, now that we’ve gotten the formalities out of the way, here’s who I really am:
(the truck I lived in for over five years all over America and still sleep in for fun sometimes)
I treat almost everyone I meet like they’re a good buddy of mine. Not just because I’m Southern or insecure or desperately want people to like me (though all of those things are/were true), but because I generally trust people and think they mean well. And I have this insatiable desire to understand everyone I meet, even if no one else will talk to them (this drives my mom nuts).
So that’s basically what I do best. I talk to people. A lot. I’m fascinated by humans. We are just so amazing and fucked up and beautiful and ugly, all at the same time. So as a storyteller, I think being honest and self-aware about who I am, on the stage or on the page, and not being the least bit ashamed of it, helps others feel okay to be the fallible, precious assholes they are too. We’re all adorable assholes.
There are two other things I’m pretty great at as well. Adventuring and storytelling. As you can see from my blog, there’s really not anywhere I won’t go. I’m curious, maybe to a fault. That and I like to live right on the edge of my comfort zone. I lived in my truck for six years all over America and still sleep it in when I can, despite the fact people always tell me I’m gonna get raped and murdered doing so (sorry, I don’t believe in these alleged boogeymen everywhere). For those first six years out of college, I was a white water raft guide (even though someone died right in front of me on my first day), a ski instructor (even though I hadn’t a clue how to ski), an Outward Bound Wilderness Instructor (even though I kinda hated backpacking), and a climbing instructor (even though I’m terrified of heights).
I bought a one-way ticket to South America in 2012 with no plan and hardly any money and ended up, among other things, picking strawberries in Argentina (which was hard on my back and boring as hell) and teaching English in Chile (which I had no idea how to do until I just did it). I lived in New York City for seven years (even though I thought I hated cities) and worked in the film industry that whole time (still not sure how I pulled that one off). I don’t have a bucket list because I want to do literally everything. I even thought at one point in time, as I was driving through the Lincoln Tunnel, “Wow, wouldn’t it be cool to work in a tunnel!”
Do you see what I’m dealing with here?
And after I do all these “crazy” things that delight and/or scare the shit out of me, I come back to the normal-ish world and feel the need to write about them. Because storytelling is my thaaang. I’m Southern. It’s in my bones. My family doesn’t even have conversations, we just tell stories at each other. So everything to me is a story. And telling them, whether it be in a memoir, a screenplay, on this blog, or on stage, is my favorite thing to do. Stories are what make us understand ourselves and each other and why the hell we are even here on this planet. We’ve been doing this shit around a campfire since we were cavemen. We need stories like we need food. Some of us just like to tell them to larger audiences than others.
So this blog is about that. My stories. It started off with just travel stories and pictures about living in my truck back in 2009, but it’s morphed into stories about all areas of my life- relationships, my dad’s sickness, aging as a woman in a society that values you most by how fuckable you are. Ya know, shit like that. I’ve got videos, podcasts, and even really personal essays about stuff I used to only share on Facebook with my super close 2,500 “friends” who I don’t know the names of. But I’m not just a comedian anymore. I want to be more than that. Comedy is just the language I speak to communicate much bigger thoughts and feelings. So this site reflects all sides of me now.
I hope you enjoy cruising this site. I was too busy waiting tables at a shithole BBQ place here in LA for a couple years so I could pay my stupid high rent, so I couldn’t give any time to updating this blog. But now I’m back. Thanks for stopping by.
If you are interested in hiring me to story-edit or give you feedback on your writing/stories/scripts, or whatever, email me at the Ask Hamlett section.
Elizabeth Gilbert thinks I’m good at telling stories, so that’s why I even bother. She’s a magical human being and I adore her. She blurbed my book after reading some of my stories.
“Melanie Hamlett is smart and funny and sick and wrong and dark and playful and smart as hell…and I _love_ her.“
-Elizabeth Gilbert, author of NYTimes bestseller Eat, Pray, Love
(⬆️ Fountain of Youth in Florida)
(Pleading my case!)
(I’m the green dinosaur in the middle—Joshua Tree climbing on Halloween)
(Me pretending to get in a fight on The Jerry Springer Show—I got VIP tickets cuz it was my birthday and a friend of a friend hooked me up)
(Not my man-pillow, I swear. I’m just making fun of this hilariously offensive creation. It’s not even comfortable!)
(outdoor bowling alley in New Mexico)
(Stolen cop car! Just kidding. A prop from a film I worked on)
(Rio de Janiero, Brazil)
(Prison Museum in Colorado)
(Argentina salt flats-I’m on the left)
(that dinosaur from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure)
(a gynocologist in Colorado)
(airport in Sweden when I was studying there)
(This is me doing a senior portrait at the top of a climbing route in the Patagonia mountains in Argentina)
(me inside a bowling machine)
(sleeping at Occupy Wall Street in NYC)
(I can now add “Protester” to the titles on my resume, thanks to Channel 10 News and Occupy Wall Street)
(I guided for 4 season on The Rio Grande in Taos, New Mexico, one in Jackson Hole, one in Washington)
(the 3rd trailer I live in in New Mexico)
(and this is where I took a crap cuz we shit in buckets in New Mexico)
(I lived in a cubicle in at the Outward Bound office with 12 other people when I first moved to NYC)
(This is the first trailer I ever lived in New Mexico)
(and this is the one I lived in when I worked on a strawberry farm in Argentina in 2012)