A writing challenge in SecondLife®. Writings inspired by works of art in the OZLAND Art Gallery
What are Ozlandish Writings?
From July 2010 to December 2014 we ran OZLAND PICTURE STORIES as described below. Sadly though the number of writers reduced over the years and we decided to call it a day. We leave these as a record of the good times we had.
Are "You" ready to challenge your writing skills? Then participate in our OZLAND Picture Stories writing series at The Ozland Art Gallery.
Each month a new picture will be picked, from our OZLAND Artist of the Month collection, with different themes. Your goal is to write a 500-1000 word... poem... essay... or story about the picture picked. This is a chance for you to challenge your writing skills each month. Story can be written in ANY genre... sci fi... romance... ghost... fantasy... fiction... non-fiction... biography... mystery... historical... whatever your writing genre... feel free to experiment. Send your writing inworld to Sven Pertelson as a notecard to have it included on the web site. We meet at the The Ozland Art Gallery each Wednesday at Noon and 6pm SLT to read the latest submissions on voice. More Information
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Your Inspiration for Picture Stories July 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
The Three Kittyteers (PART 2) by Llola Lane
The Three Kittyteers (PART 2) by Llola Lane
The next morning the 3 Kittyteer brothers, Don Pedro, Don Carlos, and Don Juan awoke early. The words of the head mistress rang in their ears... "We don't have enough food to feed the mouths we have already!" "We need to find a way to make sure the orphanage has enough food for ALL the kittens," said Don Pedro. As the oldest of the 3 brothers he felt a responsibility to the orphanage... after all... that's where he met his 2 brothers.
The next morning the 3 Kittyteer brothers, Don Pedro, Don Carlos, and Don Juan awoke early. The words of the head mistress rang in their ears... "We don't have enough food to feed the mouths we have already!" "We need to find a way to make sure the orphanage has enough food for ALL the kittens," said Don Pedro. As the oldest of the 3 brothers he felt a responsibility to the orphanage... after all... that's where he met his 2 brothers.
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Saturday, July 23, 2011
Left Behind part 2 - by Lillian Morpork
They made a good pair, Panther and Ebony, backing each other up, supplementing what the other was doing. The feral cats soon gave up, deciding that nothing was worth the damage that pair was inflicting. With threatening growls and snarls, they broke off and went limping away, trailing blood and leaving many tufts and clumps of hair behind.
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Left Behind - by lillian Morpork
The sun was just rising as Ebony uncurled from her uncomfortable perch in the tree. She took a careful look at the ground, as far around the tree as she could. She sniffed at the air – no, no sign of the fox that had chased her last night. She climbed to the ground and paused to check once more, then headed home, as fast as her gravid belly would let her go. She moved cautiously, still on the alert for any sign or scent of the fox – or anything else that might think a cat would make a good breakfast. She had gone exploring in the woods the day before, as she had often done, and to get away from all the hustle and bustle in the house. She had been heading home when the fox appeared, and only fast running had let her get to the tree, and up. Then it had sat until well after dark before it went off to its den. And she had been forced to try to sleep on the branch.
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Les Chats, Noire - by Teri Meridian
The slick snow-covered streets were like a skating rink, causing Jack’s car to fishtail slightly as he wove his way through the downtown core. He was driving too fast and he knew it, but he didn’t have the presence of mind to care. Jack was on a mission and his attention was fixated on accomplishing his goal.
The Three Kittyteers (PART 1) by Llola Lane
The Three Kittyteers (PART 1) by Llola Lane
Once upon a time there were 3 Kittyteer brothers... Don Pedro... Don Carlos... and Don Juan. Don Pedro was the oldest and wisest of the three. He made all the decisions for the group. Don Carlos was the feisty one... He often argued with his big brother about the decisions being made, but in the end... always gave in. Don Juan was loved by all the lady kitties. He broke many a ladies hearts but he was a kind gentle kitty. He just didn't want to settle down just yet!
Once upon a time there were 3 Kittyteer brothers... Don Pedro... Don Carlos... and Don Juan. Don Pedro was the oldest and wisest of the three. He made all the decisions for the group. Don Carlos was the feisty one... He often argued with his big brother about the decisions being made, but in the end... always gave in. Don Juan was loved by all the lady kitties. He broke many a ladies hearts but he was a kind gentle kitty. He just didn't want to settle down just yet!
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Anna, Nita, and Cali by Tami Meredith
Annabelle looked back at her two sisters, Caliope and Bonita. Today they had been testing her patience, pushing her buttons, and were about a whisker’s width from invoking a response. As the older sister, she felt responsible for them, and wanted to make sure that their lives were filled with catnip, mousie-toys, and the occasional bowl of fresh herring. But today, those two spoiled brats needed a little family discipline.
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"The Portal" Part 4 by Trybil Timeless
"The Portal" Part 4 by Trybil Timeless
Pharoah continued "In the millennia since your departure, I have worked diligently to rule your kingdom well". "I knew you would Jim" replied Sarah. "However..."
Pharoah continued "In the millennia since your departure, I have worked diligently to rule your kingdom well". "I knew you would Jim" replied Sarah. "However..."
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The Katt House - by lillian Morpork
The argument had been going on for at least six weeks, more like eight. Everyone had weighed in on it, from Grandma Ida and Grandpa Izaak (Iza) right down to little Delius.
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Saturday, July 9, 2011
Cats in July by Anastashiaa Resident
Cats in July by Anastashiaa Resident
Far away in the teal snowy mountians, always around this time of year, you can find 3 cats.
Far away in the teal snowy mountians, always around this time of year, you can find 3 cats.
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Three Kitties Are We by Llola Lane
Three Kitties Are We by Llola Lane
Three Kitties are we
a family we be
two are a she
one is a he
Three Kitties are we
a family we be
two are a she
one is a he
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Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Cat's Eyes - by Sven Pertelson
A cat may look at a queen
So I've heard
But never seen
May a queen look at a cat?
One must suppose
There's naught wrong with that.
So I've heard
But never seen
May a queen look at a cat?
One must suppose
There's naught wrong with that.
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"The Portal" Part 3 by Trybil Timeless
"The Portal" Part 3 by Trybil Timeless
The portal technician couldn't help but giggle every time a new arrival stepped out into the street naked. Even frequent travelers sometimes suffered from a momentary disorientation and neglected to notice that clothes were not included in the teleportation process. With a smirk he threw Sarah a standard-issue tubular shaped sack. "There you go" he said, wondering how she might fit those unexpected curves into the garb designed for the masses of uniformly featureless Gladeus residents. With some healthy tugs Sarah stretched the form-fitting garment into place.
The portal technician couldn't help but giggle every time a new arrival stepped out into the street naked. Even frequent travelers sometimes suffered from a momentary disorientation and neglected to notice that clothes were not included in the teleportation process. With a smirk he threw Sarah a standard-issue tubular shaped sack. "There you go" he said, wondering how she might fit those unexpected curves into the garb designed for the masses of uniformly featureless Gladeus residents. With some healthy tugs Sarah stretched the form-fitting garment into place.
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Whimsical Kitties by Llola Lane
Whimsical Kitties by Llola Lane
Whimsical Kitties black as night
cute as a button they don't fright!
Whimsical Kitties black as night
cute as a button they don't fright!
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A Sad Cat Tale - by lillian Morpork
Sneaky-paw and Singing-purr,
She loved him and he loved her.
They had four kits, three girls, one boy,
Who filled their lives with love and joy.
They lived in peaceful harmony,
They’d chase a mouse or climb a tree.
She loved him and he loved her.
They had four kits, three girls, one boy,
Who filled their lives with love and joy.
They lived in peaceful harmony,
They’d chase a mouse or climb a tree.
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