This one is for the Lady Bird. If you read Lady Bird's review on a "A Million Little Pieces," an Oprah Winfrey Book-of-the-Month club pick, you'll read that she really dislikes that book to a degree that it amazes me that she finished it. To Oprah it's a tear-jerker, but to Lady Bird its rear-wiper.
Luckily the good people over at The Smoking Gun did a little searching into the criminal records of James Frey, the author. From what I've read about the book, it's pretty detailed right down to the intricate details of Frey's own vomit and The Smoking Gun wanted to see if anything was... Let's just say embellished.
Maybe if Oprah has a good cry about it she can purchase Frey a better rap sheet made of fried gold. I'm wondering if Lady Bird's hatred for this book is due to the fact that it is a little too unbelievable. And to be honest, I find it hard to believe that someone in as much trouble as Frey seemed to be, that he didn't admit to any help from anyone. I know of people that have quit doing things cold turkey, but they weren't wanted in three states with a healthy crack addiction either. If God doesn't make an appearance, someone certainly did.
But remember all of you fledgling writers out there, the best fiction is always in the section labeled "nonfiction". And to quote George Costanza, "It's not a lie if you believe it."
Thursday, January 19, 2006
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