Okay, I was a little puzzled what exactly you want to do, Rach.
Write a song / poem OR write actual stories every day... or BOTH?
I'm not sure if I could write a Storyevery day , not to mention poems/songs (absolutely NOT my cups of tea), BUT: as a Beatles lover it would intrigue me.
Maybe – for a possible short story variation: one story / week (consider offline lives) where you can win the individual Beatles MBs and the All Four for the BEST story (or poem/song) at the end of the month.
Hope that makes sense.
But whatever you do, it is intriguing.
One of my most beloved stories, "Summer in the City" , was inspired by Here comes the Sun
Hmm... I'm already doing the Musicology Anthology for the next two months or so, but at some point this might be fun. The Beatles were rather good lyricists sometimes.
Good on you for taking control of your health! Diabetes is no joke.
I noticed you said this feels like your last chance, and I just want to remind you that it's not! There's always another day. If rules and structure work well for you, that's great, just don't be too strict or too hard on yourself when you slip up. That's how people set themselves up for failure; one donut and the diet is ruined so they may as well just go back to eating junk every day. In my mind, the most important things about a "diet" are that it fits in well with your lifestyle, it's flexible, and you don't hate it. Because health is a very looooooooong game. It isn't really about what you ate yesterday, it's about what you ate cumulatively over the last few months / years.
But I wish you good health and happiness in the new year! Good luck!
Oh hon! I totally get it about the year being not the greatest. My kidneys tried to shut down due to a septic infection. I spent the summer with external bags attached to me...talk about sexy! uggh! And I get it about your "puppy" My folks have a 16 1/2 yr old pug..."Jessie Fetcher" (yup, it was a pun when mom named her...lol)
She is so loveable, but is nearly blind and deaf. I think she hangs on because she thinks she is supposed to...I will cry when she goes.
I will pray for you this year, and I will pray you will succeed in revamping your health. I, too, have diabetes, and health issues from that. I'm just got a cold I am battling...yuck.
I wish you a fabulous new year! And good luck on the Unstable(d) Writer's Challenge. I just had a dream, and so I'm going to go with it for my effort in it. May the "Force" (lol) be with us!
The Great Hall shines with prismed light
As banners wave with all their might
Upon the bench, the centrepiece
Surrounded by one dozen geese,
A quarter stag, a loin of veal,
Stuffed chickens, sturgeon, grace this meal
By my side sits Francis Drake,
A good friend (but that’s all he’ll make)
His gift, a pendant packed with jewels,
Made me, for a moment, drool
But, while I’m fond of Frankie-boy
His gift was just another ploy
To win my heart (which shall not turn)
Oh, will that playboy ever learn?
A sugar plum excites my tongue
It takes me back to days of young,
My mother, the Queen Ann Boleyn,
Obsessed with staying trim and thin,
So, all her sweets were passed to me
And I accepted them with glee
Back to today, my birthday treat
Determines cakes and strawberries, sweet
Shall pass my lips, go to my hips,
But so what? I’m now forty-six!
A long life, I already claim
And, I’m sure, I’ll go down in fame
So, to the food, I raise a toast,
“My birthday repast thrills me most.”
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