confess

"One evening at La Coupole I joined a tableful of young writers and their companions, eight or nine in all, each as cute as can be. We gossiped. [it's a loose gathering of (mainly) French-speaking writers and mathematicians who seek to create works using constrained writing techniques] – Jean-Noel Vuarnet, who was then squiring the luscious Sylviane A gacinski, reminded me how outraged I’d been when he’d first told me about the group. A pretty woman, visibly pregnant, sat down w ith us. A less-pretty redhead facing me asked her, as soon as she had the chance, “What’s it like, carrying death inside you for nine whole months?” Anyone w ith even a third-hand knowledge of Lacan knew what she meant..." (Harry Mathews, My Life in CIA)

What is the thing the writer confessed here?

He told the others that he had recently been elected to the Oulipo. This is a fairly unusual use of confess.