by Anne Skyvington | Jan 10, 2022 | Writing Memoir
My daughter leaves parts of herself all around the place. She especially sheds bits and pieces chez moi. As if she doesn’t want to be apart from me for any length of time. I find cigarette lighters, books, old credit cards, dirty clothes, clean clothes, makeup, food,...
by Anne Skyvington | Oct 23, 2019 | Writing Memoir
In search of a voice… My writing started out as therapy for a polarised — to be explained later on — childhood. My own background had been stamped indelibly by my not having had a voice within the extended family I was born into. Others in my family had gorged...
by Anne Skyvington | Sep 8, 2019 | Writing Memoir
As a child growing up in a valley where diversity was met with suspicion, I learnt, first-hand, about racism. However, I also saw paradoxes within my cocooned world, and turned to STORY to try to understand the conflicted reality surrounding me like a grey pall after...
by Anne Skyvington | Mar 15, 2018 | Travel, Writing Memoir
En Route to Croatia We just flew over the mountains of Eastern Europe en route to Frankfurt from Dubai. Qantas have teamed up with the United Arab Emirates airline, so we did the first leg from Sydney to Dubai with Qantas, and the second one from Dubai to Frankfurt...
by Anne Skyvington | Feb 3, 2018 | Travel, Writing Memoir
Italy: Fast Cars Driving on the autostrada is a relief after Rome. Watch on the right, my partner says repeatedly, having been traumatised when the mirror on our rented manual Fiat Punta was flattened against a truck in Rome’s crowded streets. I’m the driver,...
by Anne Skyvington | Jan 24, 2018 | Writing Australia, Writing Memoir
Moree, with a population of about 8,000, is situated in the north-west of NSW on the Mehi River and at the junction of the Gwydir and Newell Highways. It is famous for its Artesian Spa waters, which were discovered accidentally in 1895 when a bore was sunk in search...