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Irene Waters
Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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Tales of Terror: Times Past
Happy New Year to all readers and contributors. Late I know as one month has gone into the New Year. School has just returned from our summer holidays and again parents are lined up to collect children that they are … Continue reading
A New Start: Fiction for the New Year
The shaft of light penetrated into the blue depths of the water below the man floating aimlessly, limbs spread to form the letter X. The water was warm. Bathtub warm. The amount of salt made floating an effortless pastime. Looking … Continue reading
A Walk in Time: Friday Fictioneers
“Get them boots offa the table Fred.” Marion’s face screwed up as she spat her words with venom. “Love, believe me, them boots are magic.” “Baloney. Get rid of ’em or I will.” Fred remained motionless, watching Marion put on … Continue reading
Cora Kingston: 99 word Flash Fiction
Cora looked into his eyes. Her belly warmed and tingled, her heart felt full while her head was clear. She floated on a cloud of love as soft as marshmallow but strong as steel. “There is nothing left. I’m out!” … Continue reading
The Cultural World of Forgotten People: 99 Word Flash Fiction
“Look Pops. Someone’s painted on the wall. Mum sure would be mad.” “It’s graffiti Donald.” “What’s that.” “Writing or drawing on a wall. We all want to leave a mark. You know. The oldest graffiti, a hand, is in Indonesia. … Continue reading
Fruitland: Friday Fictioneers
“Did ya have a good holiday?” “Yeh. Weird but.” “Howzzat?” “Just… welll….everytime we went through a tunnel, and there was lots of em, at least eight, we could hear a child’s voice say one sleep. New day coming. She said … Continue reading
Tuvalu Thoughts: Friday Fictioneers
The line is cast No longer can the hook be seen Through water murky – rust, oil and other waste mingle Fish bites The line reels in Fish gasps black sludge drips drip…. drip from open sores leaking black, rotting … Continue reading
Cartons of Crystal: Friday Fictioneers
Sarah stood looking at the packing cartons. Two held kitchen ware, one a dinner service, eight were books, three office, one clothes whilst the remaining eighteen boxes were marked crystal. Why had she kept all this crystal? They never used … Continue reading
Property Value: 99 word Flash Fiction
“Turn round. Go back. If we bought this place I’d never leave it. This road is terrifying.” “No! We said we’re going and we’re going.” Jemma, white with fright, surveyed the tree-dotted property complete with a platypus populated cooling creek. They … Continue reading
Flying by the Seat of Your Pants: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
The night before the mission Squadron 74 threw back their beers and cuddled their girls They knew there would be empty seats and some broken-hearts the following night. 1100 hours the bugle sounded. A quick briefing. No longer carefree, they … Continue reading
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 