ABSTRACT
I am Wiradjuri and my Country is the Murrumbidgee River. I was raised by three generations of Aboriginal women born between 1887 and 1961, whose her/stories of place, people, survival, resilience, and belonging were gathered and handed down to me through anecdote and story. I was also educated in a Judeo-Christian western education system and recognised the limitations of western literary genres for telling Aboriginal stories. How could I write the silences? The snippets and gatherings of stories spanning three generations? Nanna’s secrets? This chapter shares some of my experience of writing voices, spaces, silences, threads, secrets, and collective memories.
