Last spring, a friend of a friend visited my office and invited me to Langley to speak to Invisible Ink, the CIA's creative writing group.
As I considered the invitation, I kept wondering why I'd been invited. I don't write about CIA-adjacent topics, nor am I successful enough a novelist that people outside a small circle-one that I doubt includes U.S. intelligence agencies-know my name. So the invite was a bit of a mystery.
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