Project StoryTeller

Hi. everyone. It has been a long time since I have done anything with this blog -a loooong time. Recently I started up a new blog called Project Story Teller, so far I have posted my first chapter of a story called The Third Earth. If you want to read it, above is a link to my blog. I am hoping to continue this blog and hope that all of you out there will continue reading.

Thanks so much!

In Him, LydiaMartha

Books Review: The care and keeping of you 1 and 2

Sorry it took so long for me to get another post in. (school's been taken up all my spare time)
 In this post I'd like to review the care and keeping of you one and two by Cara Natterson.

It talks about physical and emotional change. Just about every girl in the world who goes through puberty feels embarrassed. 
These books pretty much solve that problem.

here are a few of the items that r in the contents: Back to body basics, treat your body right, your new look, reaching new heights, snooze time, keeping clean, pimple prevention, Help! Q&A, and it keeps on going.
You know that saying don't judge a book by its cover? You know why to not judge a book by its cover? Because the pages inside are coated and overflowing with an abundance of knowledge and wisdom. These books have helped me so much and I hope they help you, too.

In Him, LydiaMartha

Store Review: The Seattle American Girl Store

    During the month of July as my birthday present my mom took me and some close friends to the American Girl Store in Lynnwood, Washington. I personally think that this store is amazing, but being the ag store it was very pricey.
      My mom got us a lunch reservation so she and I had a lunch of delicious HOMEMADE tomato soup and bread with cheese on it and my friends had Mac and Cheese ( we really love cheese don't we? )
   We also did a meet the author event and I got my Care and Keeping of You books 1 and 2 books signed by Cara Natterson (haha that rhymed)
  and

 Sorry its backward my computer camera shoots backward. Go Figure.

also while I was there I got some clothing for my dolls and Julie's EARS PIERCED!!! ( More backward photos sorry).

                                                          Julie's Summer skirt set

                                                                 Julies Patchwork Outfit

Julie's Pierced ears

                                      The earrings she got with the piercing - the ones she has on

                                                                 The True Spirit Accessories

                                                                       The Library Card

                                                                    3 play dollar bills

Hope you enjoyed the post next post I'm going to review The Care and Keeping of You 1 & 2

In Him, LydiaMartha

The World through God's eyes by God, written on paper by me

I have kinda a interesting story about this...
i was sitting on the bench at a sort of recess because i was clueless as to what to do so i started writing and like i told my mom later it was like God took my hand and wrote it so here ya go...

 A step, a foot dragging, these are little things that each tell a story, little things that people think nothing of, yet play a big role in their play of life. Why? You might ask this question, confusion clouding your face. Because without these things you may not have lived. As you are a normal human being, you might say this stuff is pointless, but without these things your life could be different. Maybe a child just being born in a winter snow storm needs the help of a doctor who can’t come because his only shoes were worn thought to a hole from his habit of dragging his feet. Little things build up to big things and big things can be life-changing. All things God weaves together making you who you are. This is how God works. 

In Him, LydiaMartha

P.S. I looked online at various photos of God so here's a few of 'em

Random Story: The Hidden Gift by LydiaMartha

Yet another random story by me. It is called The Hidden Gift. Enjoy!!!

I had always had a gift no one else had not like drawing or singing or enough smarts to beat Albert Einstein in a math competition, but more like supernatural, unreal.

Since age 3 I had always made noises no one else could: odd grunts, squealing noises, and a lot more indescribable noises.

I have heard my parents talking about this. Worrying that this would change the path they laid out for me.

Lately it has gotten worse. I don’t know how to explain it for it spirals out of control too hard for me to comprehend. I try though and from what I understand I am the only human who knows their language, the only one in the world………..

It started one day I was taking a walk, alone I rarely did this, but this day I did. My family had a huge forest that was part of our home. We had 300 acres and I loved every inch of it.

       I sighed as I entered the “lake” area then sat down on the small beach, hearing the birds all around me. I looked up and without thinking I let out one of my weird noises. The birds were all silent as if scared off then they all started making noises that twisted around me teasing my ears, but eventually formed words.

       “She is home,” one cawed

       “The foretold one is home,” another agreed.

       “What foretold one?” I asked feeling stupid talking to birds.

       One began to answer, but stopped as its group stopped.

       “I’ll take care of this, birds. It is my job.” A deep voice entered my head I turned and saw a wolf.

       I too dumbfounded to speak just stared.

       The squawks and flutters of wings coming from behind me, told me that the birds were leaving.

       “Soavaly,” he said his voice filled with sympathy, “Your mother has not told you why you’re here, has she?”

“Um no?” the way my words came out it sounded like a question were as it should have been an answer, “a-and anyway,” I fought to go on, “w-why would she tell me I’m going crazing, hearing wolves and birds speak and all.”

He didn’t answer my question, but instead stared off in the distance muttering under his breath, “Why’d we give her that retirement job.”

“My mom is not retired she works as a secretary at the estate office in San Francisco.

The wolf stared at me or more like through me in a creepy way.

“Um…” I realized I had no idea what to call him.

“Lobo,” he now looked at me much to my relief.

 “Lobo,” my voice telling him I needed answers, “what were those birds talking about you know about me being the chosen one and all.” I laugh a little hoping he would say it was a joke and someone climb out of the wolf laughing their heads off.

“That,” he said, “you will soon learn the answer to.” The wolf walked across the beach and over to a large rock. Curious, I followed. He said something to low and quiet.

A bright light flashed and I fell into darkness.

Hoped u liked it. Bye.

 In Him, LydiaMartha

Book Review: Storm Runners by Roland Smith

Storm Runners by Roland Smith is an amazing book.



It is filled with adventure, (from a hurricane) friendship, (how much u need others) scariness, (from being in a hurricane)and (a little bit of) love. The reason there is love is because of Chase (the main character) and Nicole (u have to read the book to know who she is). There is no real kissing, but there is love in the pages of this book.
         This would be a good choice for a 6th grade and up.

        I hope u read this book.

In Him, LydiaMartha

Book Review: The Wide-Awake Princess by E.D. Baker

This thrilling novel by E.D. Baker keeps you on the edge of your chair with it's unexpected twists and turns. With every sentence I feel that I must read the next.

It is the story of Anne the girl with no magic. Her sister is basically the Sleeping Beauty u know with the whole, touch the spinning needle thingy fall asleep and really pretty in all.

   So when Anne's sister gets pricked by spinning thing and falls asleep for a long time, Anne must find the only thing that breaks the spell, true love.

I hope you read this book, seek the end, and find it lol.

In Him, LydiaMartha

More Story ish writting by me

    I felt my whole body jolt forward and my muscles propelled me forward. I heard the frightened whinnies of the horses of my herd as the raiders danced with perfect gaits behind us trying to lead us into the shining rock gates that held such agony and pain within. Not far beyond mist enveloped the earth. I felt my mate's black pelt brush against my own. As black pelt brushed black pelt and eyes met we shared one look and cantered into the mist, vanishing from human's eyes.

i hope u like this story I made up while going to BestBuy to get the laptop that I am typing on right now. Anyway thank u for reading this weird story lol.
In Him, LydiaMartha