Origin of a novel: AMERICAN WARRIOR American Warrior, my coming-of-age, David Copperfield-meets-Fight Club homage to one young man’s introduction to this unknowable journey we call life, began from two distinct encounters in my own life, fathoms of time and experience apart, and as amazing to me at the time as they were unforgettable. The first
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Suppose you have a beta reader. (In my experience, all beta readers are invaluable. Some throw you straight fastballs, some curveballs, some changeups or sliders, some sweepers or screwballs. Doesn’t matter. They’re all priceless in their own way.) In this case, a reader who absorbs your latest tome and opines about the novel’s main female
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The Cold War novels I’ve read (you know the ones I mean: with their Ivy League and Oxford spies and nondescript moles, with their black or tangerine or whatever color ops, and with that endless line of flirty girls with their red-painted lips and brass-and-leather-strapped suitcases slipping behind East German or Soviet lines to work
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