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AMERICAN SHADOWLANDS:
selections from the case files of a secretive society*
From an Amazon #1 New Release, to cracking a 100-year old murder on Atlas Obscura, Lady Delaney’s case files are various.
Many of them are also unsolved. That's where you come in.









Do you believe in GHOSTS?
Receive a CASE FILE, solve a MYSTERY
Prowl the STREETS, find a TREASURE

Grab a SEAT, read a STORY

Investigate the origins of a
New Orleans ghost story

Could a pair of dismembered flappers be the source of this famous legend?
Read Lady's exposé on Atlas Obscura to decide for yourself.





Do you prefer the BACKROADS?



Take a TRIP with LADY

Once upon a time,
Lady Delaney lost a suitcase.
When it turned up in the unclaimed luggage room of the New Orleans train station, its contents became an exhibit at Antenna Gallery.


Lady Delaney introduces
KHABY LAME
to the ghosts of New Orleans.
Watch the full episode HERE.

FIELD SKETCHES by Lady Delaney
Get the DIY book,
a #1 New Release
on Amazon in 2017
THE WEEDS

Solve a Mystery
Read a Story
Scribblings
Find a Treasure
Take a Trip
The Book
The Lady Recommends
Field Sketches
Atlas Obscura X Lady Delaney
Khaby Lame X Lady Delaney

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