It’s been a while since I posted that Thief Moon was ready for the world, and I owe you an update. The short version is that I’ve had a lot of health problems keeping me down. Some days the plan was simply to get through the day, and the blog was not part of that plan. I’m sorry for the… Continue reading Where I’ve Been
Today, Thief Moon, my sapphic paranormal romance set in New Orleans, is officially out in ebook and paperback. Meet Detective Nicola Knight, who’s coming home after three years away to face old connections, complicated love, grief, and a supernatural world that has no intention of making her life easy. There are vampires. There are women falling in love. There are… Continue reading Thief Moon Is Here!
Tomorrow, I get to share Thief Moon with the world. This is a sapphic paranormal romance set in New Orleans, featuring Detective Nicola Knight, a homecoming she wasn’t prepared for, complicated connections, and a supernatural world that doesn’t care whether she’s ready to deal with it. Nicola has spent three years away. Coming home means facing grief, old loyalties, a… Continue reading Thief Moon Arrives Tomorrow
I drew this. Every twisted branch of that gnarled tree, every spectral form hanging from it like a secret, every shade of purple bleeding into black, the pale moon watching over it all. I put it all on the page myself, and I have to say, I’m rather pleased with how it turned out. Thief Moon deserved a cover that… Continue reading The Moon Belongs to Those Who Steal It
Eclipse didn’t look like much from the street, just another warehouse caught somewhere between rust and renovation, brick and broken promises. Jack-o’-lanterns grinned orange from the windows of the buildings nearby, their light slick and somehow wrong against the wet pavement. The air tasted like woodsmoke and burnt sugar. It was Halloween, the one night of the year when masks… Continue reading Eclipse Rising
What a wonderful thing humanity is: passionate, intelligent, inquisitive, generous, full of hope and joy, noble of spirit, and above all, delicious. Delilah paused in the doorway of the forest estate, her shadow stretching across the marble foyer long before the rest of her caught up to it. Behind her, six figures peeled themselves out of the dark: some in… Continue reading A Taste for Justice
Hello, lovely readers. I wanted to give you a real update on Thief Moon, because a lot has happened and I am covered in proverbial red ink to prove it. The manuscript is officially on my desk, printed, stacked, and freshly marked up from a full read-through with an actual red pen. I will be honest: it looks like a… Continue reading Thief Moon Update: The Red Pen Has Spoken
Last Knight, Book One Every book has a door in it somewhere, a place where the story stops being convenient and starts being true. Thief Moon had several. I’ve spent the last week or so finding them, one at a time, and paying whatever they asked. That’s the honest version of what a revision pass actually is. Not polish. Not… Continue reading The Cost of a Threshold: Revising Thief Moon
A few days back I told you about the moment this book finally found its city. Since then I’ve been living in New Orleans every day, and I owe you the fuller version of where things stand. Where the book is now Last Knight is done. Not “done for now.” Done. The manuscript landed at 33 chapters, just under 87,000… Continue reading The Story, All the Way Home
Some stories arrive all at once. Last Knight wasn’t one of them. I’ve been chasing this novel for years. I always knew Detective Nicola Knight. She showed up fully formed—stubborn, haunted, brilliant at reading crime scenes, and carrying more ghosts than she was willing to admit. But I never knew where she belonged. Then I brought her home. The moment… Continue reading The Story I Couldn’t Stop Rewriting
Hello, and welcome. I’m Blair Callahan, and I’m so glad you found your way here. If you’ve ever wished your mysteries came with haunted forests, your romance came with sharp-witted women who refuse to make life easy for each other, and your stories left you wondering what might be watching from the tree line… you’re in the right place. I… Continue reading Welcome to My Little Corner of the Woods
For two years, Avery has been leaving the door open. She brings coffee to a woman who never drinks it. She sits closer than the space requires. She says come with us like it costs nothing, knowing full well it costs Vera everything. When a weekend at a remote lodge goes wrong in ways none of them have the vocabulary for, the… Continue reading Shadow Pine Lodge
