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

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Animated Version of November 2011 Inspiration

In Wonderland - part 4 - By Lillian Morpork

After a short while, Lillian became aware of a steadily growing noise, slowly coming closer. It sounded like someone clattering pots and pans together. “Jock, do you hear that?” she asked.

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 3)

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 3)

I read the last (or so I thought) notecard with a puzzled voice, into Sven's ear... "Your quest is over... or is it??? You have 2 options... You can stop now and go back to the Linden and end your time... or... you can continue to look for the next notecard and receive THIS bonus... An extra 10 minutes taken off your total time!!! If you choose to continue click the link below. The choice is yours... but decide quickly."

Fear in the Fungal Forests of Fomalhaut - Part 4 - by Sven Pertelson

The Fog Leeches were everywhere. One on its own was hard enough to kill but sometimes they came in twos and threes Wiping the gore off the blade of 'Black Blight' Sven watched as the fungus forest reclaimed the remains of the leeches. At least this time he had managed to grab one of the feelers to study. He pulled out his magnifying glass and looked carefully at the cut end, interesting ! These creatures were part animal, part fungus, that would explain how they survived.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

In Wonderland - part 3 - By Lillian Morpork

While she waited, Lillian watched the water from the spring as it wondered off across the meadow in a small stream. She was lost in thought, wondering again why she was in this weird place. She was feeling better since the lady had come, and the rest was helping, too. She heard a rustle from across the glade, and looked up. There was an odd figure approaching.

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 2)

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 2)

I double checked the flowers by the chapel... Maybe I missed one. Tried INSIDE the chapel. Nothing... "Over here big sis," I saw shouted in chat. "Where are you lil sis," I asked? "Over by the graveyard... There are flowers over here." Oh my... I had totally forgotten that I had flowers on Annemarie and MissMichelle's gravestones. I touched the flower on Annemarie's gravestone first... Voila!!! There is was. Our lovely Annemarie was guarding the precious notecard. Got it!

Fear in the Fungal Forests of Fomalhaut - Part 3 - by Sven Pertelson

Sven held on tightly to the stern rail of the 'Skíðblaðnir' as he watched Stonesea vanish over the horizon and saw the small fishing boats on the silver sea far below him. The steady whisper of the windmill blades thrusting them through the air mixed with the regular strokes and hissing of the steam engines powering them. The odd uneasy motion of the air ship as it swayed beneath the giant gas bags holding it aloft made him feel queasy.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

In Wonderland - part 2 - By Lillian Morpork

Once across the bridge, Lillian paused and looked around. All she could see was forest. It spread across as far on each side as she could see, and crowded right to the riverbank, except for the small clearing where the path continued on, among the trees. With a sigh, she moved on. She was getting heartily sick of trees! Beautiful as they were, too much was just too much. She wanted to see more than a few feet around her, some open sky above. ‘Will this forest never end?’ she mumbled.

Fear in the Fungal Forests of Fomalhaut - Part 2 - by Sven Pertelson

The road to Stonesea passed through unremarkable countryside. Even the tavern Sven spent the night at was best forgotten. 'The Happy Traveller' was not well named The food was bland, the beer was flat, the rooms cramped, the beds too hard and the breakfast greasy. Perhaps it was named because travellers were happy to leave it? Even the horses seemed glad to leave the stables.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 1)

"A GIFT FOR OZLAND" by Llola Lane (PART 1)

"On your mark... Get set... GO!!!!" The starting pistol let out it's bang and I was off. THIS would test my skills and knowledge of OZLAND. The prize was too great to pass up. It's the ONLY thing that would make me even THINK about doing this Quest.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

The Mushroom Forest: Part 2 by Shari Azarov

The Mushroom Forest: Part 2 by Shari Azarov

Running, I can’t catch my breath. I fall down into the leafy underbrush and tree roots. The sweat beaded up on my forehead beginning to slip down to my face. My eyes are swollen and red from crying. Think Shari think. Clear your head for a moment and think. Too scared, too nervous, the terror building up inside me. What to do, what to do.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

The Blended Saga, Part 14: Running Out of Options by Zhu Juran

The Blended Saga, Part 14: Running Out of Options by Zhu Juran

Last week, on The BLended Saga:

Lady Zhu has appeared to Zasu and informed her that her lost lover has left the grid and has amnesia. She does not say how she knows this.

In Wonderland - by lillian Morpork

One day, I decided to go to the Ozland Art Gallery and look at the most recent exhibits. The pictures were interesting, and one in particular caught my attention. It was called In Wonderland, and the figure of the artist was part of the scene. She was surrounded by giant toadstools of various types and colours, and that was all that I could make out. I wondered if I could see more if I moved closer, but when I thought I had the mouse on the zoom arrow, I inadvertently clicked on the picture. You can imagine my shock when I found myself standing amid the giant toadstools, looking out at the artist, Ginger Lorakeet. She was standing where I had been, looking back at me. She smiled, called ‘have a great adventure, Lillian,’ and walked away.

Fear in the Fungal Forests of Fomalhaut (part 1) by Sven Pertelson

Sven's morning mail was waiting for him on his desk in the Manor. Most of it was the usual mix of problems and requests from the residents of the kingdom. He started scanning the letters. Sorting them was his first task. The baskets on his desk were marked according to how he would handle them, with a visit, with a note, request more details, refer to Llola and finally if they warranted it the large round waste basket next to the desk. As he neared the bottom of the pile one particular letter caught his attention. It was from his old university where he had studied Experimental Polybionomy. Usually they were asking for money to help impoverished students. Not this time.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

The Mushroom Forest by Shari Azarov

The Mushroom Forest by Shari Azarov

Eyelashes flutter. Waking to the morning dew covering my body. Chills down my spine. Where am i? What happened?

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Blended Saga, Part 13: Running Out of Options by Zhu Juran

The Blended Saga, Part 13: Running Out of Options by Zhu Juran

Recap of The Blended Saga:

Zasu has left RL to live in SL with her lover (she was looking at a landscape with a white disk when it happened). Her lover apparently already lived there. Her friend Zola looked for her, but no clues ever turned up.

Shroom! - by Sven Pertelson

The shamans of Lapland used to drink the urine of reindeer that had eaten the red and white fly-agaric mushroom. In their red tunics and black boots, with with ruddy faces and laughing wildly from the psychedelic effects of their drink they may even have inspired tales of Santa Claus and his flying reindeer. Whatever was chasing me through this forest of giant mushrooms was not Santa Claus!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Llola in the Mushroom Forest by Llola Lane

Llola in the Mushroom Forest by Llola Lane

Llola sees the mushroom forest
"Should I go in", she asks herself???

Your Inspiration for November 2011

Your inspiration for November 2011 comes from Ginger Lorakeet. Her art works incorporate the person viewing them. You 'sit' on the picture and become part of the art work.  So for this month we ask that you include your own avatar as a lead part of the story. The example below shows Ginger in her own picture, but imagine it with yourself in that place. Oh, by the way Ginger is running !!!!