First Things First

My Name is Eben Eliason. That’s Eben with a ‘b’. I know this is a print medium, but based on the number of times I’ve had to clarify that point in conversation, I consider it a point worth noting. One of the memorable moments of my recent life was the day someone I’d just introduced myself to clarified herself, unquestioningly, “with a ‘b’.” Yes! This woman got it.

My pre-school teacher never did. In truth, I’ve heard people mistake me for an Evan so many times that I’ll often answer to it without even noticing; However, that’s no excuse.

And while we’re on the topic of my name, it’s really just Eben. That’s it. I’m not an Ebenezer. Of course, the matter is complicated somewhat when people ask me where the name came from. “It came from a book,” I reply. The book in question is the 1960 John Barth novel entitled The Sot-weed Factor. I haven’t yet read it. I do own it. After writing this, it’s the next book I will read. Anyway, the protagonist’s name is Eben—though not exactly. His name is Ebenezer Cooke, as the narrator refers to him religiously, but his friends refer to him merely as Eben: a fact revealed on page 6 and reified throughout the remainder of the prose. His name is Ebenezer; His nickname is Eben; My name: just Eben.

So there you have it. If you still need assistance getting things straight, please refer to the pronunciation key in the sidebar. By the way, it’s nice to meet you. Please feel free to introduce yourself on the contact page.

What Have We Here?

With that utterly essential business out of the way, let's try to tackle the similarly tricky issue of this site and its identity. Actually, let me get back to you on that in a bit.