Trying a different approach...

Okay, it is now the 20th of January and eleven days have passed since I wrote the first entry...so this experiment is not work as I had hoped...I think I need to be braver and more quirky if necessary. So...even if I cannot write a passage or have no inspiration on one particular day, I will aim to at least write one sentence every day. They will probably be very random and they may or may not take form....this is a more manageable task so let's try this.

So...my sentence/passage for today...

The bruised and battered banana sat on the desk in the office. It eyed up the diet coke can suspiciously. It didn't trust its shiny metal exterior...The banana knew about internal matters from experience. Something told the banana that this coke can was not the solid character that he made himself out to be.

If only he could prove his theory...but being a banana there was little he could do but lie on the desk and slowly grow browner. He was hoping someone would eventually put him out of his misery. Worst case scenario was to turn completely black and wind up in the bin. What a waste of potential. His banana brain shifted back to the coke can...he knew his competitor would end up in the bin eventually too, but he also knew that by then he would have fullfilled his purpose. The odds were in his favour.

What's he got going that's so good? What's he got that I haven't? The banana wondered jealously. Just because he is oh so shiny...Looks can be deceiving... He's not even natural! Where as me! Full of potassium! Full of vitamins! Good for babies! A natural sweet to satisfy sugar cravings... He mentally went on and on. He would have probably broke into song about his benefits, but whilst there was indeed a natual opera singer lurking within this banana, fate had cast the short straw in this instance, which is fair enough because the banana had enough talent really.

If the banana had had eyes they would have given the diet coke can the evils. You! It thought. You! You're just full of EMPTY CALORIES!!!!! (which was actually ill-informed as diet coke does not actually contain any calories. Full fat coke on the otherhand...well, then his slander would have been accurate)

Fortunately, the coke can was oblivious to all this built up resentment and internal commotion. The coke can was simply thinking about one thing: Love (with a capital L).

For you see, the coke can had never seen such a beautiful banana. Its brown and beaten nature was, to the coke can's mind, truly vintage. The coke can prayed, and hoped in its cold metal heart that the banana would fulfil its purpose. It hoped that it might stay on the desk long enough to witness this glorious moment. All the coke can really wanted in its life was to leave this world happy, knowing that the banana was going to be okay.

The coke can never knew what the banana was thinking. The banana never knew the coke can's true feelings. It would not have made a difference if they had. A few hours later the banana was eaten, washed down with large slurps of diet coke. Each party had differing thoughts and mixed feelings of this experience, but in the end, having served their purpose, together, they shared a common grave.