Writing fiction set in high latitudes–think Sweden or Alaska–puts a little extra pressure on the writer to get the whole sun thing right. My first summer night in Sweden (I lived there for a couple of years, a long time ago) I was amazed at how the sun did not so much rise and set as it circled.
Beyond the issues with calculating it correctly, it’s very important for writers not native to the far north (or south) to understand have much more significant light is than temperature. Summers are glorious; winters are depressing.
Me, I have set or partially set many of my short stories in the Nordic lands:
- Sweden: “How a Valkyrie Flies,” “The Trillionaire”
- Finland: “Preschool Wargames”
- Norway: “Svalbard,” “First Frost”
and my work-in-progress mythica novel, Ragnarök Willie, is set in Kiruna, in the far north of Sweden.
Med vänliga hälsningar,
(best greetings in Swedish)