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


Friday, November 30, 2012

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Mandolin - Part 4 - by Lillian Morpork

Ten Years Later.

“Oh, Isalita,” Brendoris sighed. “Don’t you just love the Pan Pipes? The sound is so dreamy. And Journeyman Taunilyn is so handsome, and his story is so romantic!”

"The Devil and Johnny" by Llola Lane

"The Devil and Johnny" by Llola Lane
(based on the song "Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Charlie Daniels)

Johnny stood up on the hickory stump
so glad that fiddle was his,
he pull the bow across the strings
and they made an evil hiss.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

The Mandolin - part 3 - Lillian Morpork

The Mandolin - part 3 - Lillian Morpork

Nathanya stood on the small platform outside the gates surrounding the grounds of the School Halls. Zachren Vogan, Eamon Tardan and Delmon Bodshiel were all still muttering threats as the Journeymen in charge pushed them to the motorised wagon. Once they were settled in their seats, with the journeymen flanking them, Nathanya stepped down and walked back into the school grounds. He still had Taunilyn to deal with, and that would be hard.

"Johnny and the Golden Fiddle" by Llola Lane

"Johnny and the Golden Fiddle" by Llola Lane
(based on the song "Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Charlie Daniels)


"I BET this fiddle of gold that I'm better than ANY of you," Johnny yelled out!

The Devil stepped through the doorway and yelled back... "I'll take that bet and you're gonna regret cause... I'M... the best that's ever been!"

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Mandolin - Part2 - by Lillian Morpork

Miriauna,”Master Sebathur called. “Do you have any idea why Master of Guilds Nathanya called an all guilds meeting? I need to get going, we’ve been working on improving the meat cattle by cross breedings, and we are at a critical point. I expected to be on my way home by now.” Sebathur caught up to Master Gardener Miriauna as they crossed the lawn to the Guild Hall.

"The Devil and the Mandolin" by Llola Lane

"The Devil and the Mandolin" by Llola Lane
(based on the song "Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Charlie Daniels)

The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet this fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

"Madelin and her Mandolin" by Llola Lane

"Madelin and her Mandolin" by Llola Lane

Madelin loved her mandolin
she played it all day long.
From early morning til late at night
she played her lovely song.

What the Maestro wants .... - by Sven Pertelson

The rule in my job is, 'What the Maestro wants, the Maestro gets.', though that is not always as simple as it sounds. Depending on his schedule I'm one of between five and seven of his assistants scattered around the globe. We arrive at the location of his next recording, concert or TV show a month or two before him and he expects to walk in perhaps a few days before the event starts and for everything to be as he wants it.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

The Mandolin - Part 1 by Lillian Morpork

Master Nathanya stood quietly watching as Apprentice second class Taunilyn carefully finished staining the wood of the mandolin he was building. If the instrument filled all the requirements and was accepted as playable, then young Taunelyn would be raised to First Class. Nathanya was still amazed at how dextrous the boy was with his crippled right hand. He remembered the first time he had seen the lad, only six years old, one leg and one hand and arm crippled from an accident. A large pot of boiling oil had been upset and the lad, a toddler of just two summers, got the brunt of it.