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slammerkinbabeThis is just really freaking funny. Random House is offering refunds on all copies of James Frey's A Million Little Pieces, because Frey made it up.
I have a couple of questions here.
a.) How accurate do people really expect memoirs to be? I mean, true-to-the-exact-happenings-of-a-person's-life accurate?
b.) How much do people *care* whether memoirs are accurate? Is the average Joe Schmoe who picked A Million Little Pieces up off a Barnes and Noble Paperback Favorites table really flipping out about this, or does it all begin and end with a bunch of bored journalists who've been twiddling their thumbs and playing canasta since Jayson Blair got kicked out of New York?
Maybe it's because I'm a fiction whore first and foremost, but when I'm reading a memoir I'm not that worried about whether these exact events happened exactly as they were described in the memoir. Memory is extremely subjective, and I resigned myself a long time ago to the idea that "facts", as such, are rarely the point. It's what the facts reveal about the person telling them and about the life they were lived in. I don't have terribly dissimilar standards for memoirs and for fiction, and that's why: they're both storytelling, and to tell a story well you have to tell it so that it is more than the sum of its parts.
The thing about the Frey memoir that sounds so problematic is this. I haven't read the book, but I've read summaries and excerpts and I can tell you this*: that book doesn't portray anyone's reality. It's a fiction that doesn't get to the heart of anything except the author's egomania and self-aggrandizing ambition. As such, it isn't just a bad memoir, it's a bad book, and it would be just as bad if it were published as straight fiction.
Frey tried to publish that book as fiction, and it was rejected dozens of times. Now, plenty of books get rejected dozens of times (A Wrinkle in Time, Gone with the Wind, go ahead, name your favorite), but in this case I would guess that that series of rejections stemmed from the reality that this just *wasn't* a good book. I would guess it got rejected because it didn't feel real. So he submitted it as a memoir, and then they went for it, because it's the sort of portrayal that people want to believe in. They wouldn't buy it as fiction, because, well, because it's crap. But people like the gutsy trailblazing individualist who gave every Twelve Step group on earth a swift kick in the ass and won rounds of applause for it. Many people don't like to believe that when you screw up your own life, un-screwing it up requires eating a whole lot of humble pie, and so they'd embrace the idea that someone really, really managed to do it without all that! Look! It says so! In a memoir! Which is factual! And then many other people just like reading lurid stories about bloody dentist visits sans anesthesia and people screwing in a rehab center. Regardless, the reason the book got greenlighted was that some editor figured that the story, which does not resonate as truth when acknowledged as a piece of fiction, could bypass that requirement if the publisher said at the start that it was comprised of Facts. But really, whether you're writing facts or whether you're writing fiction, you can't bypass that requirement. Try, and you wind up with a lousy book.
Basically? This whole hullabaloo, to my mind, misses the whole point. The point of a memoir is not whether every event recorded therein can be verified by a team of dedicated nonpartisan investigators. It's about whether it gives you a new bit of insight into yourself, or into the people around you, or into, well, into life itself. A memoir without that element of universality is not a good memoir, for my money. That's the kind of truth I care about. If Frey's memoir never had that, and from all accounts it did not, then this scandal could just as easily have erupted the day it was published for all the difference it makes in my mind.
*Acknowledging my own egomania here, and feel free to smack me if you disagree. You'll certainly have the upper hand in the argument if you do. But I don't think you will, as I don't know a single person who liked the book even before it was revealed that he made it all up.
I have a couple of questions here.
a.) How accurate do people really expect memoirs to be? I mean, true-to-the-exact-happenings-of-a-person's-life accurate?
b.) How much do people *care* whether memoirs are accurate? Is the average Joe Schmoe who picked A Million Little Pieces up off a Barnes and Noble Paperback Favorites table really flipping out about this, or does it all begin and end with a bunch of bored journalists who've been twiddling their thumbs and playing canasta since Jayson Blair got kicked out of New York?
Maybe it's because I'm a fiction whore first and foremost, but when I'm reading a memoir I'm not that worried about whether these exact events happened exactly as they were described in the memoir. Memory is extremely subjective, and I resigned myself a long time ago to the idea that "facts", as such, are rarely the point. It's what the facts reveal about the person telling them and about the life they were lived in. I don't have terribly dissimilar standards for memoirs and for fiction, and that's why: they're both storytelling, and to tell a story well you have to tell it so that it is more than the sum of its parts.
The thing about the Frey memoir that sounds so problematic is this. I haven't read the book, but I've read summaries and excerpts and I can tell you this*: that book doesn't portray anyone's reality. It's a fiction that doesn't get to the heart of anything except the author's egomania and self-aggrandizing ambition. As such, it isn't just a bad memoir, it's a bad book, and it would be just as bad if it were published as straight fiction.
Frey tried to publish that book as fiction, and it was rejected dozens of times. Now, plenty of books get rejected dozens of times (A Wrinkle in Time, Gone with the Wind, go ahead, name your favorite), but in this case I would guess that that series of rejections stemmed from the reality that this just *wasn't* a good book. I would guess it got rejected because it didn't feel real. So he submitted it as a memoir, and then they went for it, because it's the sort of portrayal that people want to believe in. They wouldn't buy it as fiction, because, well, because it's crap. But people like the gutsy trailblazing individualist who gave every Twelve Step group on earth a swift kick in the ass and won rounds of applause for it. Many people don't like to believe that when you screw up your own life, un-screwing it up requires eating a whole lot of humble pie, and so they'd embrace the idea that someone really, really managed to do it without all that! Look! It says so! In a memoir! Which is factual! And then many other people just like reading lurid stories about bloody dentist visits sans anesthesia and people screwing in a rehab center. Regardless, the reason the book got greenlighted was that some editor figured that the story, which does not resonate as truth when acknowledged as a piece of fiction, could bypass that requirement if the publisher said at the start that it was comprised of Facts. But really, whether you're writing facts or whether you're writing fiction, you can't bypass that requirement. Try, and you wind up with a lousy book.
Basically? This whole hullabaloo, to my mind, misses the whole point. The point of a memoir is not whether every event recorded therein can be verified by a team of dedicated nonpartisan investigators. It's about whether it gives you a new bit of insight into yourself, or into the people around you, or into, well, into life itself. A memoir without that element of universality is not a good memoir, for my money. That's the kind of truth I care about. If Frey's memoir never had that, and from all accounts it did not, then this scandal could just as easily have erupted the day it was published for all the difference it makes in my mind.
*Acknowledging my own egomania here, and feel free to smack me if you disagree. You'll certainly have the upper hand in the argument if you do. But I don't think you will, as I don't know a single person who liked the book even before it was revealed that he made it all up.
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Date: 2006-01-11 09:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 09:50 pm (UTC)My point isn't that this guy should be let off the hook, but that other memoirists who twist the literal facts of their lives to give a skewed version of the underlying truth should get just as much scorn.
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Date: 2006-01-11 09:58 pm (UTC)Probably... I think he deserves plenty, anyway -- partly because I think the "new of the weird" level luridness of his "true story" is what made it a best-seller and partly because I'm aghast at all the other addicts who are embracing his story (I haven't read his books, but looking at the reviews and blog entries in "drunkalogue" terms, I do NOT think it is OK to pretend that your unorthodox recovery methods got you out of crackheaded recidivism if that is simply not so).
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Date: 2006-01-11 09:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:02 pm (UTC)Yep. Maybe I should have focused more on this in my entry - I got sort of caught up in my artsy-bluesky "what is the nature of reality?" blithering that I forgot to mention that that is absolutely reprehensible. I have too damn many relatives whose lives have been ruined first by drugs and alcohol and next by the idea that they're tough guys who can fix it themselves so fuck off all you twelve steppers.
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:02 pm (UTC)Some kids in my high school were killed in a car crash too. Maybe if I write a memoir, I might play up a few conversation I had once had with the girl, who was in a photography class with me, spinning them into a stronger friendship than what actually existed. That's one thing, and I'm sure that that happens in most memoirs. But I'm not going to write that the boy was secretly in love with me and I had tried to stop him from going out with the girl that day, and if only I had, everything might be different. That's using a tragedy for my own purposes. That's wrong.
I guess it's not the manipulation of reality that is so bothersome, but the degree to which it is done, and for what reasons perhaps.
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:05 pm (UTC)That, and he's basically the scapegoat for America's revulsion with its own complicity in his success. Because, America is full of fucking stupid sheep who bought this book and loved it.
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:18 pm (UTC)Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:26 pm (UTC)Re: Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:28 pm (UTC)Re: Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:34 pm (UTC)I'm totally metaquoting that. Gimme a minute.
Re: Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:45 pm (UTC)Re: Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:47 pm (UTC)Re: Again, well-said.
Date: 2006-01-11 10:49 pm (UTC)I keep trying to think of ways to put the rest of that scene into this scenario, but keep coming up short. Although the idea of James Frey lying about killing a ton of people when it was just a little fluffy rabbit that did it really does make me giggle.
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 09:56 pm (UTC)The funniest thing in the world though will be when he publishes his memoir of why he wrote the fake memoir, and what the experience of writing the fake memoir and the onslaught of publicity for the fake memoir were like. I guarantee you he will. And that it will be a bestseller. Maybe that's why the "off the record" thing. He wanted them to catch him out so he could start working on a new memoir about the whole thing.
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-11 10:07 pm (UTC)b.) How much do people *care* whether memoirs are accurate? Is the average Joe Schmo who picked A Million Little Pieces up off a Barnes and Noble Paperback Favorites table really flipping out about this, or does it all begin and end with a bunch of bored journalists who've been twiddling their thumbs and playing canasta since Jayson Blair got kicked out of New York?
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Date: 2006-01-11 10:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-12 12:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-12 02:33 am (UTC)My guess is that some harassed underpaid drone at Random House said "well, yeah, you can return it", and it turned into a news story. (http://www.bookslut.com/blog)
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Date: 2006-01-12 12:25 am (UTC)Based on a a true story.
Only names, locations, and events have been changed.
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Date: 2006-01-12 12:58 am (UTC)Still, I might take advantage of that refund, I'm strapped for cash.
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Date: 2006-01-12 05:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-12 05:22 pm (UTC)