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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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Birdie: Friday Fictioneers
The bird soared in the wind. Delilah had it in her sight. She took aim missing by the smallest margin. The annoying bird remained flapping. Like a golfer preparing to putt, she lined it up thinking, your time’s up birdie. Delilah missed again … Continue reading
Cinders: C-Friday Fictioneers
“Milord. I see her running up ahead.” “Quick man, catch her. She has my heart. She mustn’t get away.” “I’ll get her milord. I’m hot on her footsteps.” “Make sure of it man or you’ll be headless by morning.” “Milord … Continue reading
Bergdis and Allard: C – Friday Fictioneers
An ordinary picnic day, cricket on the lawn, fairy bread and pop. “Has anyone seen Bergdis?” Susan fidgeted as she watched their faces for a sign some-one had seen her daughter but only saw heads shaking. “Please, I can’t find … Continue reading
Eisener Fetida: Friday Fictioneers
Five times a day Peter ran training sessions. It would have been quicker to get in the earthworks man. ” Why pay when I can do it? ” Peter said. Yes, he’s done it. Only six years after we moved … Continue reading
Schoolboy Capers: Friday Fictioneers
Humphrey wished he’d said no. Being the oldest he knew he knew better. The consequences flashed through his mind as he pushed his team-mate up the hill. His parents would issue reprimand and remove his privileges, he’d get a fine … Continue reading
Sightseeing: Friday Fictioneers
In high anticipation, we checked out our travelling companions. Our tour headed north then west, south down the middle of the continent and finally east as we made our way home. Although some good-looking sorts boarded mainly they were couples or … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers: Party time
“I think we’re ready. Cleared the floor. Conversation nook ready. Cheese and biscuits on the table. Iced water, plenty of it, in the fridge.Music playing. Can’t wait to dance the night away.” “Now we just need some guests.” “They’ll be here … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers: The Tailgater
It was dusk, quickly darkening. L.A. Woman belted out with me singing along unrestrainedly until I became aware of the car following me. I didn’t know how long they’d been on my tail. I slowed and they flashed their lights. … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers: Supplementing the Pension
Mrs Bailey reported for duty dead on seven every Wednesday morning. Her age always succeeded in getting her the easy jobs. “You’re on worms today.” She sighed with relief. They usually gave her morning tea duties but she liked being … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers: Following Directions
We pulled in at the cairn, walked five metres east then ten metres north as our instructions directed. There we would find the token of proof. We had a compass. We didn’t have the directions wrong but maybe our pacing … Continue reading
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