The best thing I've read for my avocation is the phrase 'this is not writing and you are not reading'. It was published in a weblog of course, and its very existence was adequate proof. I am an essayist of a particular sort and I feel very much like a success. It is because of a number of reasons that I take a moment to say so.
Firstly, I want to thank the silent ones who continue to read Cobb. I know you're out there because it seems as though every day I'm getting email from a new individual or group presenting information of interest. As they say in the old media, keep those cards and letters coming. I do read them all. The influence on the silent ones is felt and I will continue to remember to be gracious and humble.
Secondly, there have been individuals and organizations that have invited me to contribute in various ways to their causes and to their presentations. I am very gratified by these offers and it pains me to decline them as I must most of the time. You see, I have yet to find the proper sponsor for my life and family outside of the computer industry, and as much as I would love, LOVE, putting together a radio talk show, a TV-style talk show (something in the format of Cranky Geeks, but with more comfortable chairs), a book, a panel discussion, or any other numerous sorts of publications, I simply must attend to the business of keeping my house going.
I probably need an agent.
Thirdly, I will continue to endeavor to grow the scope and depth of The Conservative Brotherhood. And I am very seriously considering putting together some sort of collegiate presentation in the near future.
Several years ago, before my epiphany, I was told by none other than David Horowitz that I might make a good candidate for Mr. Sciafe's enterprises. I'm not quite ready for that, but I'd bet there is somebody out there into whose salon I'd make a willing entry. In fact, I need to poke an friend from El Segundo about a similar opportunity.
Fourthly and certainly not least, I owe a specific debt of gratitude to Jimi Izrael and Farai Chedeya for hooking me up at NPR and a special shout out of love goes to my favorite radio producer Jen Longmire.
Fifth, much thanks goes out to newspaper editors and writers who have tasked their charges and themselves to make me fit into the proper number of column inches. I know I bloviate entirely too much, but I do much appreciate the consideration. I am a writer first and a politico second or third or something. I appreciate all writers and respect those organizations who keep them paid.
Last but not least, I want to thank everyone who supported me for the Aaron Hawkins Award. I am very proud of it, and glad to be of service to all my readers.
The point of all this is that I do need to consider how I will package myself as a writer and will come to some real shape in 2009. I'll discuss it here as well.
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The kind of writer I want to be. Hmm. Well, I want to be an essayist, and I want to be both respectful and pugilistic - rather like a boxing priest, or even a sacred warrior, but I'd settle for a father confessor with a twinkle in his eye and a mean left hook. But what I am not, is a man on an evangelistic mission. I think it's rather difficult for some people to see that I'm not dying to change people's minds. Rather I want to take them away from their own for a moment and walk them down the paths mine goes. It is certainly conceited I must admit, but no more than the vanity of actors. I want to say more than Da Doo Doo Doo by my words do not scream for your submission.
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