Francis W. Porretto was born in 1952. Things went steadily downhill from there.
Fran is a retired (yay!) engineer and storyteller who lives on the east end of Long Island, New York. He's short, bald, homely, has bad acne and crooked teeth. His neighbors hold him personally responsible for the decline in local property values. His life is graced by one wife, two stepdaughters, two dogs, three cats, too many power tools to list, and an old ranch house furnished in Early Mesozoic style. His 13,000 volume (and growing) personal library is considered a major threat to the stability of the North American tectonic plate.
Publishing industry insiders describe Fran's novels as “Unpublishable. Horrible, but unpublishable all the same.” (They don't think much of his short stories, either.) He's thought of trying bribery, but isn't sure it’s worth the $3.95.
Write to him at firstname.lastname@example.org, or visit his intolerably sententious and long-winded essay site Liberty’s Torch, where he and his Esteemed Co-Conspirators blather about everything under the Sun: http://bastionofliberty.blogspot.com