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


Showing posts with label December 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label December 2013. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Your Inspiration for December 2013



Please note we will NOT be holding  readings on 25th December. We will be reading on 4th , 11th and 18th December.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

"A Shelter's Story" by Llola Lane (Part 1 Hobo)

"A Shelter's Story" by Llola Lane (Part 1 Hobo)

I have seen many people in my short lifetime. Felt many heartaches, witnessed many first loves blossom, and lost many friends. I have celebrated many birthdays and other happy occasions, and though most have faded from memory... a few people I can't seem to forget.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

The Magic Santa Bus Stop! - Part 1 - by Relay Caedmon


The Snow who falled down covered everything, roads,bushes even the rusty old stopsign who had seen many days, and its condition wasnt as it best. But there right there in the white field of snow there was a bus stop. Its oriented inspired roofs covered in snow kept part of the ground below free from it.

Winter Wonders - by Lillian Morpork

I walked through the park the day after the storm,
The snow was so deep, but I was quite warm.

"Little Bird" by Llola Lane

"Little Bird" by Llola Lane

Little bird up in a tree,
Little bird looks at me,
Another bird flying high,
Can not see me from the sky.

In From The Cold - part 1 - by Sven Pertelson

From the warmth of the park café Tom could see the old tramp shuffling along towards the frozen pond and the shelter. All the paths to the shelter were pristine unbroken snow. No-one had been near the shelter today and as it had not snowed since yesterday sunset that meant it had not been visited over night.