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Linnea Lucifer, Captain

Happy Thursday, my literary wayfarers and seasoned pirates of prose! Welcome back to the Resilience where the fika is waiting for you and the tea is piping hot. Come grab a seat and hold onto your tricorn hats, because the month ahead comes with promises of high-seas excitement, literary intrigue, and a new acquaintance you won’t soon forget.

That’s right, I have mentioned her in passing before, but as of today, Edda has her own little segment called Myth & Mirth in my Ship’s Logs. I can’t wait to hear what you’ll make of her and I hope you will enjoy her tales and insights from the Ninth Realm.

As always, the treasure chest is brimming with gems for you. Today, we’ll begin to explore the mystical dimensions of my world Ulfrheim. We’ll navigate the turbulent waters of online experts, and provide an unvarnished look into our crew’s trials and triumphs in another new segment called Between Port and Starboard. I’ll also try to explain why today’s Ship’s Log was delayed and how I hope the last quarter of this year will be the best one yet. Sound good? Right, let’s dive right in then.

In This Week’s Ship’s Log


There’s an old pirate’s proverb that says a ship in harbour is safe, but that’s not why ships are built. I was thinking about that this morning as I slowly woke up to a new day over a few cuppas and this adorbsable view from my desk. Here’s a likkle piece of trivia about me that may be news to you: I don’t have a desk.



It’s a beautiful day and I would like to take a moment to lower the anchor and have a long overdue heart-to-heart. A ship is only as lively as its crew, and goodness me, have we been through some rollicking waves lately. From tempests to mutinies (well, not exactly, but bear with the metaphor will ya)…



Around the same time each night Sir Bear calls it a day and carries pet to bed. We snuggle up together and read until sleep claims us. Well, truth be told it is mainly Sir who does the reading while pet does the snuggling, but the effect is the same. Stories are consumed. In vast quantities. So, from…



So, this new theme of mine is going to focus on writing advice, but I can almost guarantee that the things I will discuss here won’t just apply to authors. Or even just to writing. But before we get too deep into the realm of unsolicited advice, I’d like to start by talking about why you should – or shouldn’t – listen…



In Norse myth and history, there are two places of great import that have influenced my own worldbuilding: Uppsala in Sweden and the mystical Fensalir, the hall of Frigg or Freyja, depending on which tale you subscribe to. (Yes, I do know that Freyja had her residence in Folkvangr, but for all we…



It was late in the evening when we first heard it. The kitchens were bustling and we were all singing and talking over one another, but we stopped in our tracks as the sound of heavy steps reverberated through the hall. Only two types of creatures make that kind of noise, giants and old troll, and neither are known…


Next Port of Call – Guess Who’s at the Helm?

Wow, what a day this has been. I love having fika and a good long natter, but as I’m running on limited reserves on the best of days, it also drains me something fierce. Now, as evening falls and the sun dips below the horizon, it’s time to cuddle up with Sir Bear and chart new courses through this realm of written words.

This coming Sunday, we should have another Bottle Post coming straight from the ingenious minds of Artie and Barry. You don’t want to miss their unique insights that, almost always, come seasoned with a healthy dash of humour.

As for next week’s Ship’s Log, we’ve got a special treat to look forward to. I’ll be handing the Captain’s Quill over to our Ship’s Belle, F.K. Marlowe aka the brilliant brain behind Pennies for Charon, the manuscript I’ve been wrestling for the past couple of weeks.

Until we meet again, may your sails be ever full, your compass ever true, and your dreams as adventurous as the tales you read! Don’t forget to be good to yourself and do something each day just because it makes you feel good. 

Much love,

//Linnea 🖤🏴‍☠️

a blue ship's door with the sign "LINNEA LUCIFER"

Linnea Lucifer is the Captain of an imaginary pirate ship, a weaver of stories, and a certified pain in the arse.

Named after a delicate little flower that grows in mossy, Swedish pine forests, and a fiery fallen angel, she takes great pleasure in everything that tickles the senses and adds a sprinkle of magic and spice to our world.

When Linnea’s not busy commanding the Resilience, or lost in one of her daydreams, she pens fantasy steeped in Norse myth and Scandi folklore as Saga Linnea Söderberg, or Sweet’n’Spicy spoonie smut as Linn Rhinehart together with her Sir Bear.


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