S. E. Linn
Bio
S. E. Linn is an award-winning, Canadian author whose works span creative fiction, non fiction, travel guides, children's literature, adult colouring books, and cookbooks — each infused with humor, heart, and real-world wisdom.
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Operation: Trash Panda. Content Warning.
It was long past midnight in Whispering Pines National Park, the kind of night when the Harvest Moon hung low like a spotlight and the air smelled of pine, damp earth, and leftover barbecue grease. The crickets were chirping lazy jazz like an underpaid house band in a dive bar. Five raccoons lounged around their favorite haunt (an overflowing dumpster behind the ranger station) discussing important business, like which garbage can had the best rotisserie chicken bones.
By S. E. Linnabout a month ago in Fiction
No Immediate Risk. Content Warning.
Prologue: Within the Canadian Justice System, ‘the underlying principle of the NCRMD defense remains that a person is not held criminally responsible if, at the time of the offence, they had a mental disorder that rendered them incapable of appreciating the nature of their actions or knowing they were wrong. The verdict is neither a conviction nor an acquittal, but results in management by a provincial or territorial Review Board focused on public safety and the accused's treatment needs.’
By S. E. Linn2 months ago in Criminal
The Honeymoon Effect
For R.M. They had only been married for six days. As the ocean sighed against the shore, Michelle lay beneath a white canopy on the Boracay beach and checked under her bikini strap for signs of too much sun. Her husband, Aaron, was caught up in animated conversation with the young island bartender, ordering another round of umbrella cocktails. The sky was an impossible pink, the kind that no matter how hard you try, you just can’t capture it properly on camera. She could still feel the gold band on her finger, the small weight of it, the symbol that after fifteen years of chaos, of breakups and reconciliations, of promises that fell apart and were built again, they had finally arrived at forever.
By S. E. Linn2 months ago in Fiction
Just Another Day
If she had known what was waiting beyond the trees that morning, she might have packed faster. But the lake was calm, the air gentle, and nothing hinted at how quickly peace can shift to panic. Lena Hart brushed pine needles from the picnic table, unaware that in less than an hour, she would be holding a lifeless baby.
By S. E. Linn3 months ago in Fiction
The Unleashed Life of Brenda Barkley
Brenda Barkley was Kamloops’ one-woman dog-walking empire, part chaos coordinator, part canine therapist, and 100% personality. She moved through the world with the confidence of someone who had already wrestled a Saint Bernard into a bathtub and lived to tell the tale. She was a walking force of nature in neon pink socks and sandals and a reflective vest, powered by espresso, sarcasm, and an unshakable belief that she could handle absolutely anything.
By S. E. Linn3 months ago in Humor
