8/31/2022
I bought you at a grocery store to make a meal a couple weeks ago. I used your brother to make said food, but I didn’t use you. Whilst your brother was peeled, grated, cooked, eaten, and enjoyed; you sat in solitude, your once colorful yellow flesh now bleached and pale, and your once taut skin now shriveled and wrinkly. You should be appreciative that I decided to take you over the shallot sitting next to you, bought at the same time, and chosen to live the same fate as you could’ve.
9/1/2022
Looking at you now, nothing much has changed. Ginger is supposed to hold up without refrigeration, but it definitely is boring. I am now wishing that I picked a different flora. You don’t even get squishy or anything noticeably different. I guess if you have been sitting for weeks, what’s a few more days going to do to your pathetic appearance.
9/2/2022
Today would be the day where I cut you up and maybe eat you, or if you were too gross, I’d throw you out, but you look just the same as the day I found you. I just ended up putting you back on the counter next the shallot. Both of you are much too old now to be appealing to eat, so I guess you’ll go back to sitting there doing nothing. Well at least you’ve got a buddy to make that eternity more bearable.
I really like the way your first entry really exemplifies self conscious writing as you are not afraid to get philosophical in your writing. I also really like the way that your first entry seems to have an overarching theme of unpredictability of fate as you discuss how the ginger was just by chance chosen to not be eaten. This overarching theme really makes the entry feel more cohesive.
Thanks Chris! I appreciate the thought you put into this comment.
I really like how you personified the ginger. This made the story very interesting. The discussion about how the ginger’s brother perished while the main ginger survived was intriguing. I also like the sense of humor at the end- telling the ginger to be appreciative that the shallot was not chosen.
Thank you for appreciating my silly little blog entry
I really enjoyed reading your first entry as its language was very lively but morbid at times. You brought your own view point and thoughts onto your object, which made your entries very intriguing. I do wonder when will be the next time you come across that ginger again.
Maybe one day I will find the ginger again. Thank you for your epic comment.
Your first entry was very interesting because of the funny and sarcastic tone. I enjoyed how straight-up you were with the ginger and that you thought the ginger should be appreciative of you, even though you didn’t like it.
I appreciate the compliments on my sarcasm. Thank you for the comment.
Your estrangement from the ginger is marked by your movement from second person to third person, I think. Maybe the estrangement was caused by the ginger’s failure to change. That dooms many relationships. We have to grow together, I think, and the ginger wasn’t willing to do that. But while times were pretty good between you, I enjoyed this great combination of description and narration: “Whilst your brother was peeled, grated, cooked, eaten, and enjoyed; you sat in solitude, your once colorful yellow flesh now bleached and pale, and your once taut skin now shriveled and wrinkly. You should be appreciative that I decided to take you over the shallot sitting next to you, bought at the same time, and chosen to live the same fate as you could’ve.”
I agree with your comments about relationships. It’s very deep. Thank you for the great detail you put into this comment.