Phil Carrick
Phil Carrick was born and raised in Ireland in the 1950s. She was educated at both UCD and Trinity College Dublin and spent a full career in education. Since raising her family of three and retiring early in 2015, Phil has married for the second time and embraced her life-long ambition to publish her writing. Currently, she is working on a book of short stories and a novel. Phil enjoys writing poetry and fiction and is a member of the Rathmines Writer Workshop, Dublin, Ireland. Publications Mining Memories, Writing.ie, 2025, My Local Park 2022, The Cardboard Box 2022, The Drownings Mining Memories is about living history and helps build the National Folklore Collection to reflect the lives of Irish people. The Galway Review, 2025, The Christmas Tree 2024, The Haunting of Dinsmortan House 2022, The Bicycle Shed Backseat Passenger 2021, A Woman in Need 2020, The Night Visitor Irelands Own, 2006, The First Communion Lie In the Poetry Collection “2020 Visions” published by Dublin’s Ballymun Library writing group, Phil contributed three poems: Buried Crime Our Sky is Heavens Eye Notre Dame De Paris Fish Publications, Cork, long listed a memoir in 2019 and a short story in 2020.

Stories

The Christmas Tree

The Christmas Tree

My father felt it would be a sin to pay good money for a Christmas tree when there were hundreds of them on our doorstep. In the late 1960s,…

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My Local Park

My Local Park

Writer Phil Carrick on the death of her mother and how a walk in Tymon Park, Dublin eased her mind and brought some perspective . . .

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The Bicycle Shed

The Bicycle Shed

It is 1965, and a black Morris Minor drives slowly towards the school gates. Children are converging from all directions. Most of the pupils…

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Backseat Passenger

Backseat Passenger

In December 2015, a local woman from the outskirts of Portlaoise town contacted car mechanic Larry Kenton to pick up a car from her farmyard…

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The Cardboard Box

The Cardboard Box

In 1957, I was two years old and had three older brothers and my first sister, Anne. My mother had five children under the age of five years…

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The Drownings

The Drownings

We are two years old, me, and the little girl who drowned in the canal. When I close my eyes, darkness surrounds me. I am outside the house…

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A Woman in Need

A Woman in Need

One Friday afternoon, at about ten minutes past five, I leave my workplace and turn right to head down a Dublin street towards my usual bus…

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The Night Visitor

The Night Visitor

Tim wished his brother James would just end his friendship with Delores. It was not worth the strife and tension at home. The constant barra…

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