Elizabeth QuinnFaith column: See you next week, MumEvery Tuesday morning, I leave my 89-year-old mother with a wave, a cheery goodbye and a “See you next Monday”. It’s an act of faith we…Aug 21, 20201Aug 21, 20201
Elizabeth QuinnThe Long Distance Grandmother — DIY WOMANBeing a long distance grandmother has its compensations. Every morning since corona-lockdown, I’ve woken to images of my son and his young…May 30, 2020May 30, 2020
Elizabeth QuinnTurn Off, Tune Out, Shut the Fuck Up and ReadI’m on the train to Flinders Street Station, heading for my first silent reading party and already I’m nervous. The STFU (Shut the Fuck…Nov 30, 2019Nov 30, 2019
Elizabeth QuinnRemembering the good timesWhat happens when shared memories are no longer shared? When you know you will probably be the sole keeper of happy memories?Jan 10, 2019Jan 10, 2019
Elizabeth QuinnThe insights of age: finding your inner eccentricThere is a story in Helen Garner’s 2016 collection of short stories Everywhere I Look titled ‘The Insults of Age’. She rages against the…Nov 27, 2018Nov 27, 2018
Elizabeth QuinnWhatever it takesThe transition from ‘writer’ to ‘author’ is strewn with rejection emails. I tell myself each rejection is one step closer to publication.Oct 29, 2018Oct 29, 2018
Elizabeth QuinnA Kind of FaithMy 86-year-old mother is an atheist. Her garden is her place of worship; her abiding love the simple beauty of Australian native plants…Jul 23, 2018Jul 23, 2018