What are 5 items on your bucket list?
These are not in any particular order, since I’m pretty sure I have around two million bucket list items, but I chose some off the top of my head.
- Become a Super Hero
You don’t need a cape to be a hero. You just have to give a second of your time to acknowledge that someone out there might need a little something they weren’t expecting to brighten their day. Whether it be cooking my family’s favorite meal, smiling at a sad face, or offering a $1 to a stranger, that small detail could be what that person needed at that very moment.
- See the World
Wouldn’t you just love to see all those great places that books talk about? I’d love to be able to visit ruins, museums, cathedrals, rivers, mountains, seas and oceans and the remote places of the world that no one has ever been to. Imagine the things you could learn and discover. No one can take away those experiences from you.
- Own a Maserati
I admit this item on my bucket list is pretty materialistic with a price of $100k. But don’t tell me you don’t dream of owning that one car or truck that would make you giddy every time you drove it. My Maserati would be a sleek black with red leather interior. It’s so much my dream car that I even have a picture of it on my Wish Wall in my office.
(*If you’re wondering what a wish wall is, it’s a wall where I display some of my top bucket list items.)
- Learn to Play a Musical Instrument
If I sang to you, you’d cry…in agony. You’d beg me to stop. It’s a shame becaue I love music, but I would never EVER sing karaoke. I would however like to try my hand at playing an instrument and see if I could express my love of music in that way. What instrument, you ask? I’d love to learn to play the piano or the guitar.
- Take a Short Cooking Class at Le Cordon Bleu
If you follow me on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook, you’ll notice that I post a lot of food. I LOVE food. I love to cook and bake, and I’m always trying new recipes or inventing a new dish. I love it so much, in fact, that I took a year long cooking class in Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico, when I lived there (2001-2006). To take a class at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris or London would be this cook’s most delicious dream. And the 10 lbs. I’d gain afterwards would be a recurring nightmare.
Nely Cab was born on December 9, 1974, in Matamoros, Tamaulipas, Mexico. She has lived and resided in a small, quiet South Texas town most of her life. Putting her Computer Accounting skills to use, Cab worked in banking for several years. In 2001, the author relocated to Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico, where she dedicated time to the study of culinary arts and the art of oil painting. After her return to the U.S., Nely resumed her employment in banking and later transitioned to the field of Social Work. Today, Nely Cab writes from the comfort of her home, where she lives with her husband and son. Her life goal is to check-off Bucket List Item No. 95,623,351: To Conquer the World. While she aspires world domination, Nely continues to work on her debut series Creatura.
Author: Nely Cab
2nd Edition Publication: August 6th, 2013
Word Count: 82,000
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Recommended Age: 13+
Isis can control her dreams. Or she could—until recently. The creature in her nightmares has been haunting her for months. As if being dumped wasn’t bad enough, now she dreads going to sleep. She decides to confront the creature and win back some of her peace; only, she finds that he’s not a monster and he’s not a dream.
A sacrifice for love, a shocking discovery and a jealous ex-boyfriend blur the lines between reality and dreams, making it hard to tell who the real monsters are.
Who would’ve known…that sometimes love is lethal?
In my dreams, he watches me. Haunts me. He’s the cause of my nightmares, and the dread of my nights.
My name is Isis Martin, and I’m seventeen years old. I suffer from a sleeping disorder. After three months, I’m finding it difficult to function on one or two hours of sleep per night.
Today I’ve got another session with Dr. Jameson. He’s my best friend’s dad and the only psychiatrist in town. He suggested I start a journal to release my stress and maybe one day I’d be able to sleep again. He says my recurring dream is only a reflection of my anxiety to sleep, but there’s something that tells me he’s wrong.
I had always been able to control my dreams. I don’t know how, but I could. In my sleep I discovered worlds that only existed in my imagination. My favorite was a poppy field where the sun rested over the horizon frozen in time for no one else but me. The meadow with the odd shaped tree that I had named Infinity was my private haven and my emotional sanctuary. In that far away land, night never came and day never broke. It was the place where tears did not fall and worries did not exist…until the nightmares began.
“You’re proposing a wager?”
“If I win, you’ll leave my dreams forever,” I said.
He gazed at me for a moment. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I thought I saw trace of a grin on his face.
“If I should win, you will believe I am not a dream,” David said.
“If you say so,” I snickered. “I guess this is goodbye since I’ll be winning.”
“And…” he said
“And…you will never again come here.”
“Okay,” I said. “Fair enough.”
“And…” he said again.
“That’s too many ‘ands’.”
“And…” he continued, “I bid you not farewell, but good morrow.”
David tipped his head as he disappeared, leaving behind a cloud of golden dust.
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Prizes include the following:
- A Print copy of Creatura,
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