Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Gonna Getcha

One of my authors is a spy catcher. He caught a major spy, and now he's written a book about it. Yesterday I met him for the first time, and he's the nicest, more unassuming guy you could imagine: sweet and modest, with a big grin. You can understand how people would confide things in him--how they would trust him if they were in trouble. Can't help but be a bit fascinated by the whole scene. Did he fall into his job the way I fell into mine?

The kids play at being spies; Maisie wants to be a spy when she grows up--wants to go to Spy School after college (because she knows every option comes after college. "So Spy School is like graduate school?" she asks.)

Off to jury duty.

3 Comments:

Blogger alan said...

Everytime something wonderful happens for one of my sons I am so grateful they aren't destroying their bodies working where I do, and instead can work with their minds!

Yea college!

alan

10:18 AM  
Blogger phosda said...

i wanted to be mata hari before i knew what courtesan meant, and twice as much once i did.

5:35 PM  
Blogger Anne said...

maisie has he rhead on straight, for sure.

that does not surprise me!

11:36 PM  

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