Chinese Spies Are My Greatest Critics

I have written this book three times, thanks to the relentless obstructions of the Chinese security police.

I first started writing it on the backs of envelopes and on scraps of paper that my family smuggled into the prison where I was serving a four-year sentence from 1990 to 1994 for writing and distributing a poem that condemned the infamous, bloody government crackdown on the 1989 student prodemocracy movement in Tiananmen Square.