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About Uncle Frank's Diary
Dear Girls and Boys,
My column... and welcome to it! Mr. C. Hill has been kind enough to
invite me to chip in a piece from time to time on his site, and I'm vain
enough to think I might have something to say, once in a while, that a
few people will find amusing, or useful, or provocative. So I'm here for
the duration. Of what, I'm not sure. But as long as that lasts.
I'll be writing mostly about issues in books, publishing, reading, and
ancillary areas that excite, delight, baffle, or worry me, one way or
another. It's important to keep in mind that columns are not editorials.
Whatever Uncle Frank has to say is strictly me shootin' off my word
processor, and does not represent anyone else's opinion, sane or
otherwise.
Sometimes I'll be serious, sometimes a little silly, possibly both at
the same time. Which tone prevails will depend on the day's weather,
what I've been reading, what transgressions of human decency and
intelligence have been taking place in publishing and political circles,
and whether the little gas station where I stop on my morning commute
had my favorite day-old donuts. (There's this country crossroads place
where I pick up a small coffee and a day- old for 64 cents. Is that a
deal, or what?)
But enough of this preliminary do-dah. I don't really know what's coming
next. I hope that's OK with you, because it's the only way I can
proceed. If a column moves you to comment, you can e-mail me: Uncle
Frank. Be gentle with me, please: I'm just a little petunia in an onion
patch. Present company excepted, o' course. All my readers are
wildflowers.
-- Grant Burns ("Uncle Frank")
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