Mirandi Riwoe

Aug 16, 2024 | fivebooks.com | Jane Harrison |Fiona McFarlane |Mirandi Riwoe |Jane Rawson

Your first novel, A Treacherous Country, was set in 1840s Van Diemen’s Land—the island we now call Tasmania. Your new, Weatherglass Novella Prize-winning Astraea, takes place on a convict ship bound for the Antipodes. So what attracts you to writing historical fiction—and do you think that Australia offers an unusually evocative setting? I do. Or, I think that anywhere can offer an evocative setting when you start to delve into the history of a place.

May 13, 2024 | smh.com.au | K Patrick |Winnie Dunn |Jake Adelstein |Mirandi Riwoe

Fast-forward to 2022, when I stumbled upon an old, dusty house filled with junk in a small seaside town near Kyoto. It had eight rooms, a warehouse, and it was a steal. I asked my partner, Jessy Nakamura, who loves the beach and can surf, whether we should buy it. "Hell, yes," she said. "It'll be paradise during Tokyo's horrible summers and a place for you to have a fresh start, away from all those crime scenes." She was right.

May 13, 2024 | theage.com.au | K Patrick |Winnie Dunn |Jake Adelstein |Mirandi Riwoe

, register or subscribe to save articles for later. Save articles for laterAdd articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. From a half-demon dog and the rules of takeaway to an island revelation and a burglar who got more than he bargained for, we asked four writers to respond to the theme of this year’s Sydney Writers’ Festival, Take Me Away. A bark from both endsBy K PatrickOnce a bitch at the yard had puppies and my jockey father brought one home.

Jan 17, 2024 | brisbanetimes.com.au | Mirandi Riwoe

By Mirandi RiwoeJanuary 17, 2024, register or subscribe to save articles for later. Add articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. It occurred to me one day, years ago, when my daughter Mae was about six years old, that she was everything I wanted to be at her age. I was telling a couple of friends about this, and my smart-arse mate said, “What? Smart? Popular?” I replied, “Nooooooo.

Sep 7, 2023 | killyourdarlings.com.au | Mirandi Riwoe

Java, December 1941 Stars of light explode against the night sky. A shower of purple, plumes of pink. Smoke lifts into the air. Another burst of white. The fireworks’ cinders drift to earth, singeing the tips of the nut grass, scorching the leaves of the kamari tree until a branch catches alight, and men run, shouting, beating out the flames that lap at the leaves. Mattijs tilts his head back to watch a silver spray spin high above, reminding him of the diamond ring nestled in his coat pocket.