The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest. He is a fellow who thoroughly enjoys his work, just as people who take bird walks enjoy theirs. Each new excursion of the essayist, each new “attempt,” differs from the last and takes him into new country. This delights him. Only a person who is congenitally self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays.
3 thoughts on “on what it means to be an essayist by E.B. White”
Ha! You wanna read one of my essays?
I wonder what he’s say about all us who are bloggers.
I think he was probably including himself in that description.