Writing woman

[ AUTHOR ] Liz Hicklin | Featured Stories

The voice of a retired widow, with time to indulge in the glories of our Peninsula. I wake every morning to a view of the bay; fishing boats, still on glass, cruise ships leaving, distant view of the You Yang’s, sail boats bobbing in the evening.

University of third age offer a myriad of courses from computer to Confucius, poetry to philanthropy. I bask in its glory. Meeting friends on the coffee trail, the library, cinema and markets. Woodland drives, koalas’ echidnas and ‘roos even the occasional cow! Vineyards with tastings around every corner.

When safe and cosy, wrapped in contentment, I sink into downy cushions with my latest book club novel. This is my voice.

The Guardian

I am a Guardian. Like my mother and her mother, and her mother before;Nurturing, protecting, weavingthe tapestry of family and community with small, tight stitches. I am the keeper of time and secrets and memories; the protector of my home, my heart, your...

The Stingray

I go down to the bay in the dark. We meet at the pier; dressed alike in our second skins. The sun begins to come up somewhere behind Arthurs Seat, air-brushing the sky turquoise. We shiver and wrap our bare arms around ourselves while we wait for the...

Legacy Lady

I am the dust on the mantle, the sepia steely-eyed matron. I am the memory of Committee Presidents, the name on Honour Boards, saluting legends, leaving legacies. The plaque in the park. The bequest to a town. The clipboard ticking Mistress who would not...

Writing woman

The voice of a retired widow, with time to indulge in the glories of our Peninsula. I wake every morning to a view of the bay; fishing boats, still on glass, cruise ships leaving, distant view of the You Yang’s, sail boats bobbing in the evening....

Secret Keeper

And Yes, I am the housekeeper. Chief cook and bottle washer - that’s me too. We all know I live to do laundry! And while we’re at it - any gardening, tidying, cleaning or shopping that needs to be done hey, I’m your girl! But why stop there? It’s a...