Eltham Writers

Words, meet page.

Author: Denis Scullin Page 1 of 3

MY LIQUID AMBER

After my mother’s sudden death, I needed to spend a few days at the family home in order to sort out a few legal matters before her burial the following week. read more

THREE STRIKES YOU’RE OUT

It was only the revelations of the Banking Royal Commission that made Rhonda delve into the state of her financial investments. At 63 years of age, and divorced for some time, her mother’s inheritance had left her with a comfortable amount of money, that if spent wisely would see her through the remainder of her days. read more

Penny Creek

I should warn you, that if you were to amble along the walking track that follows the winding banks of Penny Creek in Mooroolbark, take care to avoid my hideaway that sits beside the bushy banks beneath the old English oak tree – as time is not of the essence there. read more

The Train

Sitting in the driver’s cabin of a Metro train about to leave Lilydale Station, Bronwen Miller never regretted chucking in her well paid job in ‘bullshitland’ public relations to become a train driver, where she derived a basic contentment in helping people get from A to B. read more

THE rAGING CAMERAMAN

I’m an aging cameraman
Wishing to bore you while he can,
By speaking of himself here in a rhyme.
I’ll tell of my career,
That has gone on year by year
From monochrome until the present time. read more

GO KART DAD

During one of those bathroom moments of mirrored self-assessment, I would have described myself as a non-competitive person. I was always that way. read more

SEANCE

“Is there a spirit in the room?” I asked in a voice I thought appropriate for a novice medium. I was conducting a seance with neighbours Gayle and Steve in my new Port Melbourne home. “If there is, please move the glass to YES.” read more

HOUSE AUCTION

When we confirmed that my wife Jennifer was pregnant with our second child in 1996, we realised that our current two-bedroom home in Kew would be too small for our needs, and we would require a larger house. So, with our two-year old son Campbell in tow, we began the search for our new family home. read more

Who Are You?

“And you are?”, the security guy behind the reception desk asked me. read more

Hollow Bend

After many years of a stressful career in the legal profession, I decided to make a tree change and move to country Victoria. Needing a challenge in life, I bought a rundown cottage on the main street of Hollow Bend, an old gold mining town some thirty klm’s west of Ballarat. read more

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