SHIP’S LOG 12: MINNESOTA AND THE MAGIC OF MIDSUMMER
In which Sir Bear is losing the plot, the Captain is losing her marbles, and we announce the arrival of two new book babies.
11. ON LITERARY PRIDE AND WORK IN PROGRESS
I’d like to celebrate pride month by talking about a few works of my own and fellow crew members, plus...
10. RETAIL, REBELLION & RESTIVE DEMONS
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SHIP’S LOG 8: SOCK WARS, WOUNDS AND WIPS
Sock Puppet Antics, Injuries, and Too Many Projects Are ye scurvy dogs ready for the next issue of our newsletter? I sure hope so, because we’ve got a doozy ready for you this week. Don’t mind me, your ship’s sea witch, having a peg leg this week. I definitely didn’t…
SHIP’S LOG 7: CAKE, CATGIRLS & A SOCK DEMON
Leto Armitage, Quartermaster Life continues while a certain sock demon seems intent on provoking me. I’ve left better socks than him crusty under my bed when I was a teenager. Tomorrow has again become today. I didn’t notice at first because I slept through it, but the Captain banged on…
SHIP’S LOG 6: NAVEL-GAZING AND A TIPPLE
F.K. Marlowe, Ship’s Belle Psst! Don’t let on, but it’s all gone a bit tonto on board the Good Pirate Ship Resilience lately. Between sock-stealing demon infestations, grumpy dwarf pest control and strange shiny balls, the whole bang-shoot’s descending into merry chaos. But buck up, me hearties! I’ve found the…
SHIP’S LOG 5: FANCY A FIKA WITH THE CREW?
Linnea Lucifer, Captain Welcome aboard, weary traveller. You arrived just in time for a fika* with the crew. If this is your first time aboard the Resilience, let me start by introducing myself. My name is Linnea Lucifer, and I am the Captain of this mighty pirate ship. I built…
SHIP’S LOG 4: WHO’S STEALING THE SOCKS?
Ahoy, me hearties, and welcome back aboard the Resilience. I’m your ship’s Sea Witch, Marie (M. W.) McLeod. I wish I could say I controlled anything, but even the sock puppets get out of hand most days. Looking at you Zane! I want my socks back! For real, though… I’m not sure…
SHIP’S LOG 3: BOOKS, BREAD, BALLS & BUTTS
Leto Armitage, Quartermaster Welcome aboard the Resilience. I am the Quartermaster of this floating pile of degeneracy and that means I control the rum, which includes a lot of quality control testing. I had to put that duty aside long enough to write this, so trust me, it won’t be…
SHIP’S LOG 2: APRIL ANNIVERSARIES
F.K. Marlowe, Ship’s Belle Happy April! Why am I so happy when it’s wetter than a kipper’s knickers out there, and I’m snuffling away with a spring cold? Because this is my birthday month as a horror writer! Yaaay! In This Week’s Ship’s Log MUSINGS IN APRIL This time last year…