James Frey, who made quarter-million readers throw up when he admitted that the harrowing details of his drug-addled youth, as chronicled in "A Million Little Pieces," were mostly made up,
signed a
book deal last week for a novel. Since that's what his first book should have been characterized as, you might think he'd get a little credit, but it just made people pissed off all over again.
Alexander Chee and friends comment.
Coincidentally, San Francisco writer Stephen Elliott published an essay in the Chronicle's books section yesterday called
Focus On the Book, Not On the Writer. He says it doesn't matter there was no real J.T. LeRoy.
I can't agree. I regularly
excoriated and mocked the LeRoy hoaxers, as well as
other fakes, last year. Charlie Anders, on the other hand,
agrees with Elliott.
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