Hmmm... *thinks*
Week 1) I hardly remember anything about my days, particularly at work. Everything goes by so fast, and everyone wants something or other.

Besides, I'm not even sure that I'm
allowed to write about my experiences at work - wouldn't that violate some confidentiality thingamabob or other?

Week 2) I'm a bibliophile, so the most expensive thing in my house are my books. I have loads of books - fat ones and thin ones, hardbacks and paperbacks, fiction ones and non-fiction ones, Agatha Christies and reference books, TV books and Latin books and libretti and history books and Oscar Wildes and folios. I can't write a poem about them! There wouldn't be room to include them all.

Week 3) I don't go to the park for inspiration these days. Too many distractions - kids playing, people playing sport, people running stalls and farmer's markets on the weekend. It's too busy there.
Week 4) That's easy. I would follow the storyline of
Cinderella, except that Prince Charming would be rude, crude and vile - with halitosis into the bargain. He fits the fur slipper (not glass - the original Cinderella went to the ball in fur slippers, believe it or not) around Cinderella's foot, then looks at her, belches, and makes an "Eww" face - whereupon he retires and asks his friends for a glass of brandy. Cinderella slaps him in the face, kicks him in the nuts, and basically makes him wish he'd never been born. While the Prince's friends stand around applauding the act, she then takes his money and runs off with the gypsies - there's bound to be some sizzling gypsies around, just for good measure. The wicked stepmother turns out to have deep psychological issues, and the wicked stepsisters turn out to have been victimised and bullied at school, so they take it out on anyone they can because that's all they know.
Oh wait, I thought you said "change the ending, ruin the book".

Alternately, I'd write a short story about the early British colonisation of India, and the changes they brought with them - e.g. their never-ending thirst for tea, their habit of taking umbrellas with them in case it rains, etc. I'd call it "Sindh Umbrella".

Either that, or how about... the great white whale spends the entire book sulking and whining about how he's misunderstood, and nobody loves him, and the other whales won't let him play their whale games with them, etc. I'd call it "Mopy Dick".

(Two cases of "change a word, ruin the book"!)

Week 5) Hmm... any news piece? Even one that I can make up myself? *grin*
"And in news earlier today, an embarrassing scandal continues to rock the ruling Carrot Party. Apparently, several Carrots had discreetly approached members of the Opposition Chicken Party, and incredibly discreetly cutting off pieces of the Chickens' corsets with scissors before running away.
The Carrot Party Leader, Mr Orange Carrot, refused to comment. The Chicken Party's leader, Mrs Mother Hen, had this to say: "Bwaaaak! Bwak bwak bwak bwak b-kaaaaaak!! Peck peck peck peck. Bwak bwak bwak!! BWAAAAAK!!!"
Stirring words indeed from Mother Hen. And join us after the break for more news on this emerging Chicken Corset Cutting Carrot Scandal - only on National Nursery News, a subsidiary of FOX!"

(Sorry.

Having been sick for too long seems to have ratcheted my Silly-O-Meter waaaaaay up, it seems)

There is nothing wrong with nepotism, so long as you keep it all in the family. (Winston Churchill)