Where does he come up with this stuff?
So in the middle of a typical rant regarding suitcase atomic bombs, the Kirkus Review,
The
Outsiders, Intoxication, War, Whimsy, Horrors, God, Death, Dinner…
Paris Review Book of Heartbreak, Madness, Sex, Love, Betrayal,
…Baseball, Travels, The Art of Writing, And Everything Else in the World Since 1953
yes… right in the middle of all that, Locke latches onto Hewitt’s abortion made bookish, Blog, (not the title of a horror movie) the subject of my single foray into journalistic research, and guess what? He’s as annoyed with it as I am.
Yes, I asked, I wheedled, I cajoled, I pleaded… pled… whatever… I attempted to get the big boy journos at the recent Blo-yo-cred conference to tell me just how Hewitt’s book happened to be the only piece of schwag distributed at this otherwise high tone gathering. I mean these folks didn’t get to take home as much as a cheesy t-shirt with a conference logo on it, yet there for any and all to stuff in their ditty-bags was a pile of Hewitt’s books. I asked, did the conference hand these out? No answer. I asked, was it a private party who made them available? No answer. I was beginning to feel like Aunt Polly calling for Tom in the opening passage of Tom Sawyer.
Well, lacking the stick-to-it-iveness of a real professional, and not wanting to hector these poor folks further, I let the line of inquiry drop. But now that the CBO has surfaced the blackguard’s book on his own, I feel compelled to ask again…
How did Hewitt’s book happen to be distributed free at the Harvard conference on journalism and credibility?