You may recognise me as Evalena, Lena, Linnea, Linn, Saga, or even the illustrious Maddox Rhinehart’s irreverent pet. And yes, you would be right. I am all of those people depending on who’s talking and what we’re talking about, but here at Holihell, you can call me Linn.
I’m an amateur liar. A weaver of stories, a peddler of Sweet’n’Spicy merch, a lifelong spoonie, an ancient dragon lady, and your sweet sinful hostess in this wondrous place of smut and sensual pleasures.
I started this blog in 2005, as an anonymous writer on a free dating platform. I was a single mum from Sweden and I had moved to London, UK, with my kids.
My column was meant to be a funny, yet insightful, diary-style account of my dating experiences and in this city that has more people in it than my entire country. And that’s not counting the tourists! Little did I know back then that, within a year, it would become so much more than just a secret blog.
Kink and BDSM had always been my playground, and London had so much more to offer than what I was used to. Pretty soon I was meeting people, and hosting a number of forums and websites dedicated to the promotion of a safe and sex-positive playground for sociable sex-larpers. It was fun, and it taught me a lot of things about myself and the scene. Not all of it good, but that’s true for most things in life.
When the illness that has been buggering me since childhood decided to interfere with both work and playtime, I decided to flog my party gear on eBay, say goodbye to my groups and close the door on that part of my life. A chapter of my life was finished, and I didn’t think I would open that door ever again. Just like I never expected to fall in and out of lust, spend a few years in isolation and fall head over heels in love. Life… It never ceases to amaze me.
But let’s return to my ship. So, once upon a time I was in bed feeling rather useless. I couldn’t work. Couldn’t look after myself. Was running out of life. The only thing I knew how to do was to tell stories, but even that proved too difficult at the time. But I’m nothing if not a cliff jumper. If there’s a way I will find it.
I learned how to make videos and how to record my voice and save the clips to build stories. I created another fantasy world, built a new pirate ship and set sail across the treacherous seas of indie publishing. And here we are.
As Linnea Lucifer, I’m the Captain of the mighty Resilience, my imaginary – yet very real – pirate ship. With tiny steps and empty pockets I have created a new world, a splendid ship, a virtual writers’ room, a readers’ hotel still in development, and my very own publishing imprint.
The Resilience is my home and I share her with the Quartermaster, the Ship’s Belle, the Ship’s Sea Witch and our crew of fellow indie authors. We all come from different genres (not all of us write erotica!) and walks of life, but we write, work and learn together. We support and challenge each other to jump off ever higher cliffs, and to constantly level up our games as we reach new milestones.
I guess it’s fair to say that Holihell is the naughty little sister of As We Write. She doesn’t have a dedicated cabin on board, but we have claimed the top floor at Hotel de Ville in Libertalia as our playground. And we never miss an opportunity to share some naugthy stories when we set up camp.
Does my story sound weird or wonderful to you? Well, what can I say? I’m a writer – we make shit up. If you find it weird, you’re probably in good company and this may not be a good place for you. If you think it sounds wonderful, you may very well be a fellow storyteller. Or an avid reader. Either way, if you decide to stay, we’re glad to have you with us. Just remember to stick to the code of conduct: Don’t be a dick!
Now, let’s fast forward to the current situation. I have had an interesting life that began the way it is ending – in writing and media production. I have been a writing coach since 1987, I am a writer and editor with a background in publishing, media production, communication and education.
I love storytelling, music, Life, crafting, tea and chocolate, and I’m particularly partial to mental fireworks. My dream is to find a way to get out of London and relocate to Yorkshire. Or somewhere up north. I want to have a van so I can travel, visit family and friends, and write my stories by the sea.
In 2021, I met my Sir Bear and we started working on Anna and Geoff’s story (coming in 2024) together. Very soon we realised that we needed to re-think and start from the beginning. I had to tell my own story to tie them all together, so we created a main character based on me and a love interest based on him.
Maddox and Linn are not us, but they are a version of us. We took her first name and his surname and hey presto we had a joint pen name: Linn Rhinehart. Linn wears my face like Maddox wears Sir Bear’s, but anything you see with the Rhinehart name on it is very much a team effort.
Together we write sweet’n’spicy spoonie smut. Romance, erotic fantasies and romantic erotica with, and for, disabled, chronically ill, or non-normative main characters.
The stories about Sir and pet are based on my experience of love, sex and relationships as a disabled woman. They were born out of my life-long dream of seeing someone like me be the strong, sex-positive, main character of a story. Soon, we will also meet Linn’s friends GiGi and Anna and hear their stories too.
Ten years ago I dreamed of this life. I wanted it to be real, to be possible, so I made it happen. That’s the true gift of the storyteller. We get to create worlds and live in them, and if we are lucky, other people will move in with us and help us shape them.
I am a lucky lucky pet.
