Lydia Stewart
Bio
Lydia is a freelance copywriter and playwright, watercolorist and gardener living in Michigan. She loves to collaborate with writer friends, one of whom she married. Her inspirations come from all of these interests and relationships.
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Mara, Daughter of the Nile. Runner-Up in Book Club Challenge.
I came flying out of a back alley in Egypt, close to Mara's heels. Time was running short and everything was falling to pieces. I was expecting someone to jump out at us from every corner, and so was she. When she was blacking out on a palace floor, half dead, I was screaming silently from the shadows.
By Lydia Stewart2 years ago in BookClub
Reset...Reset...Reset
She woke up in her apartment, lying on the couch, arms at her sides. She opened her eyes to see a room with chairs and lamps and house plants, all grey. She sat up, swinging her feet down and off the couch. They landed silently on the floor. She stretched--though she didn't need to--yawned--though she didn't feel sleepy--and stood up. Then--where was I going? As soon as the question popped into her mind, a calm, soft voice asserted the command:
By Lydia Stewart3 years ago in Futurism
When We Had Mooch
Mooch came to us from a rather carefree hobo-style of life. He had shown up in the little town near us and started his rounds as if he knew the place. He would begin his day at the hardware store, all 60 pounds of his big brown eyes and black Labrador smile convincing the owners to share their lunches. From there, he made his way to the grain elevator, the dairy freeze, and the furniture store where he made more friends. At the local grocer, it was guaranteed that he would arrive around the time that they were tossing out meat scraps. He was an extremely social animal; in between snacks with his human friends, he would get together with his dog friends. Due to his party-animal mentality, the town was developing a running dog pack, and concerned citizens felt like something unfortunate was just over the rise. So one day, Dad invited Mooch to come home with us in the pick-up truck. He described our acres of running space, the expected chores that went with being a farm dog, and kids to play with; Mooch accepted.
By Lydia Stewart3 years ago in Petlife
Translations of the Bible NOT Under Copyright...
I am a writer, so this information is practical for me and should be used only as a starting point for those who want to know more. This is part 2 of a series on Bible translations and copyright. Here is Part 1, Did You Know Your Bible is Under Copyright?
By Lydia Stewart3 years ago in Education
Did You Know Your Bible is Under Copyright?
Disclaimer: I'm a playwright, essayist, and copywriter--not a copyrighter. I'm the kind of writer who needs to reference previously existing works, not someone who licenses them. This compilation of basic, beginner information is as much for me as for the average person who will only use it once.
By Lydia Stewart3 years ago in Education
Bunnies in His Pockets
He called me over one afternoon while doing yardwork and told me to reach into his pocket. He's my dad, and I love him, but I hadn't a clue what I was going to find. "It's not going to bite!" he half-scolded me. I took a deep breath and plunged my hand into his deep, work-jacket pocket. Inside I found something impossibly soft. I reached in with my other hand and came up with two soft, brown, wild bunnies. He had been weed-eating the fence row and had accidentally destroyed their nest, so he scooped them into the temporary home of his pocket before the cat found them. They were about to leave the nest anyway, and when the coast was clear, they hippity-hopped happily off.
By Lydia Stewart4 years ago in Families
The Train Home for Mother's Day
"Going home the weekend?" I had fallen into conversation with two boat captains while we waited in the terminal for the train. They had sailed down Lake Michigan, caught an Uber to Chicago's Union Station, and were taking the train home to Michigan in time to have dinner with their wives. It's Mother's Day weekend, after all.
By Lydia Stewart4 years ago in Families
