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My name is Shane Hawk.

In San Diego, I teach history to sophomores, and—holy moly—for some reason, a lot of them tell me I'm their favorite teacher. Gah. When I'm outside of my classroom, I write Indigenous Horror and bench press my enemies into outer space.

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Sept 20 - Old Firehouse Books, Fort Collins, CO

We will be celebrating the release of NWAN virtually with Old Firehouse Books in Colorado. 5pm PST/8pm EST. Event link here.

Sept 25 - WOWD 94.3 FM "A Good Hour"

I will be live on this radio station talking about NWAN at 5pm PST. Radio archive here.

Oct 14 - Cellar Door Books

I'll be at this local-ish bookstore for a talk on NWAN at 6pm PST. Event link here.

Oct 20 - Mysterious Galaxy

I'll be in conversation with David Agranoff about all things NWAN. There will be a 30-min discussion, followed by a Q&A and a book signing. 7pm PST. Event link here.


SHANE HAWK (enrolled Cheyenne-Arapaho, Hidatsa and Potawatomi descent) is a history teacher by day and a horror writer by night. Hawk is the author of Anoka: A Collection of Indigenous Horror and other short fiction featured in numerous anthologies. He lives in San Diego with his beautiful wife, Tori. Learn more by visiting


Never Whistle at Night: An Indigenous Dark Fiction Anthology has received a plethora of reviews from trade publications and magazines. Click below for the most recent ones:


Signed an HWA-pro-rate contract with Bleeding Edge Books to bring my story, "Skin Maps", to their horror anthology titled, Morbidologies, which will publish October 24, 2023. It's edited by Shane D. Keene and John F.D. Taff. On April 7th, 2023, the cover was revealed across social media.


Black Hills Press came to fruition as an attempt to make myself appear more legitimate in the self-publishing world. My career started with a little book titled, Anoka, and no one knew my name or cared, and rightfully so. I wanted to choose a name that stuck out but also paid respect to old Cheyenne land centuries ago. And in a way, I've made many more people aware of what the Black Hills themselves are and the political issues that still hurt them: the broken treaties, the ugly men carved into them, and the fight for the Hills to be returned to the Oceti Sakowin. This press has become more than a publishing imprint for me. It's a means to make some change with the little slice of influence that I have. Because in the end, I just want the stolen land back to the Indigenous. "The land doesn't belong to us, we belong to the land."

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