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")