Blog of Dreams – To Build a Blog

I have had a few bloggers approach me recently in regards to building a blog for them. After a couple conversations I thought I would simply voice my thoughts out to all of you.

I suppose at this point people consider me some kind of blogging profession. I don’t accept that title since I have only been blogging a little over a year, but in regards to “networking” I have been doing that all my life. Someone asked me in a comment how I can be so introverted and standoffish, but still have a family and children. That is a great question and deserves the complex answer it will receive. For me, and perhaps this only makes sense to me, I have always been an introvert. I feel boxed in when around a lot of people… even just a small group. I prefer my own company, I hate being touched, and I cannot concentrate around large groups… I zone out. Some psychologist might attribute this to my being adopted and some disconnect with my birth mother, I am sure smarter minds have smarter reasons than I can come up with myself.

I have always made friends easy, but have only kept a certain percentage of them through my life. This is not unusual, many people are similar, but many people also have a need for human contact. I find that people either have a love/hate relationship with me. They quickly learn whether they like to be around me or not and I in turn assess the same about them. I am no different than many people, my social interaction is limited to work and humans I meet throughout the day. My family constitutes the backbone of my social obligations for the majority of my life, because I work in IT during the overnight shift and I am not forced to converse with people. I get along great with co-workers and managers. I can be everyone’s friend and making “bonds” has never been a problem for me.

The problem has always been the obligation to continue to be nice to people when you really just want to be left the hell alone. During college you develop close friends and because of the lack of family and children you will often times find “permanent” buddies that literally live in your living room. The introduction of a family to me is actually a good thing, it is a shield against further “petty” friendships that I more than likely do not need. It takes a certain kind of friend to understand that you are the type that simply “goes off the grid” sometimes… and it isn’t a personal thing.

I am sure written out this all sounds very egotistical and snobbish. That is ok, I didn’t write this to make friends. But I did relate this for a reason.

Blogging to me is networking. It is the culmination of everything I have ever been good at in life thus far, and that sadly is a very short list. Writing, a constant goal, a platform where effort equals reward, and an ever changing landscape of people are all my tools against the constant enemy of boredom. I get bored very easily.

It is a simple concept to me, building blogs. I only wish there were a company that would notice and offer me a salary to do it. The few people that have asked me about building blogs for them have received the same answer, “I am not sure your average blogger would be willing to pay the expense such an undertaking requires.” At this point I believe I could build the audience of almost any blog to a certain number. A few months to gain a person 10,000 followers might seem like an easy task, but the number of hours it would require is lost on your normal blogger. They just don’t get the amount of time I put into each of my blogs.

I could quote a price I suppose; it would be a few thousand at least because of the number of hours required. The issue for me is why would I do it for less when I could be putting that same amount of work into my own blog? There has to be a reward for me right?

I am open to taking on commissions for people and have considered it. I try not to spam my followers with posts about this or that book unless I have read it, but there may be a venture worth looking into when it comes to building blogs for others. As I have said before, I am not a rich guy and I have few skills to my name. Why not use what I am good at? I will thus never fully say “no” to a possible opportunity.

If you are a wealthy blogger who doesn’t have the time, patience, or will to build your audience, but are interested in throwing me a few thousand to build your blog go ahead and email me. I could always use the money.

-Opinionated Man

Authors, Bloggers, & Promotion

I think there was a little miscommunication when I made to offer to help people to promote their blogs and books. Please send me actual links to posts that I can help reblog, not just your blog link. So if you have a book published or coming out and you have a post written send that to me either here in the comments or by email

I like to promote the authors working for themselves, but if you are incorporated and still want to reach out to me you may do so.

If you are a blogger and you have a post you think is amazing go ahead and send that as well. I’ll give it a read.

I obviously look at these things before I reblog them. I’ll share the ones I like.

Note: Please be patient as I take the time to go through those that respond. Thanks!


Shaved vs. Unshaved

I prefer shaved to be honest. It is a lot cleaner, prettier looking and just feels better. Unshaved and hairy gets so hot and bothersome. I learned that shaved was better at a young age. I am not sure how I learned, but I did it myself. It was great the first time and I have continued to do so into adulthood. Wouldn’t you agree?


Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter


She comes into your life and brings nature’s blessing. And with her entrance comes a curse of wanton passion. The grass is still alive as it blazes in the sun. The chorus of our laughter floats gently in the Spring breeze. We are the definition of love and our hands are linked as we dance amongst the growing and the grown alike. We enjoy timeless sunsets on picturesque settings creating canvases waiting to be painted at each moment. We love.

Time works wonders and bonds grow firm. We resolve to walk quietly into the night together. Hands held tightly against the shadows we once faced alone. We pick each other up in the heat of the Summer, against the blazing sun and humanity’s punishment. We turn as one, in unison with one another’s needs. I am your need and you are mine. And like an oak tree we grow together.

The rain has come and we have weathered storms. We still touch… but sometimes our hands Fall like leaves from our tired limbs. The chatter of children running around our base keeps us united, we are still united with finger painted signs and chalk figures. But some nights are cold and the moon shines two shadows upon the ground.

It snows here in Denver. The Winter seems to be most of the year… at least lately. But even with the constant ice, it does melt with the strength of will. A will we share each morning and return to each night. The seasons form a timeless ring that hardens into a golden promise. They touch each time our hands unite with infused emotion. Regardless of what emotion that is the presence of feelings means that we still care.

Jason Cushman

-Opinionated Man


Slaying Beauty


I slay her beauty, like I slay the night.

Boarding her up, she weeps for what is right.

I sing a tune of mocking birds, and sashay down the aisle.

It is her I hear, she calls me still, I see her smile.

Shatter it with my fist of resolve, I throw her to the wind.

She is no more… go forth, you are but a sin.

And desperately I shall seek her ashes once more.

And call upon her image still… silently at my door.


-Opinionated Man