Most people will be familiar with the predicaments of the author of "A Million Little Pieces" James Frey. To some people, his name has become a symbol of lies and deceit, some have even made suggestions that his book should be pushed to the category of a fiction. The questions are as follows:
1. If indeed, the characters in the story really did (goes for his dead love) or do (goes for those that're still living) exist, would it be fair on these people that truely exist and existed, that a story about them is labeled a fiction?
2. If indeed his (Frey's) book really has some substance of integrity in a broad definition of a "memoir," what exactly is the definition of a memoir? - an account of the personal experiences of an author?, what makes it different from an autobiography?
3. Why would it not be acceptable for the book to be called a novel that is based on a true-life story?
4. If a lady hangs herself, will it have a different suicide impact if she were to slash her own wrist instead?
5. Will I have to change the part of my story which says I bumped my head against an iron platform to protect the integrity of my memoir, because - infact, I bumped my head against a steel platform, not exactly "iron" in its elemental state?
The questions never stop, What do you think?
1. If indeed, the characters in the story really did (goes for his dead love) or do (goes for those that're still living) exist, would it be fair on these people that truely exist and existed, that a story about them is labeled a fiction?
2. If indeed his (Frey's) book really has some substance of integrity in a broad definition of a "memoir," what exactly is the definition of a memoir? - an account of the personal experiences of an author?, what makes it different from an autobiography?
3. Why would it not be acceptable for the book to be called a novel that is based on a true-life story?
4. If a lady hangs herself, will it have a different suicide impact if she were to slash her own wrist instead?
5. Will I have to change the part of my story which says I bumped my head against an iron platform to protect the integrity of my memoir, because - infact, I bumped my head against a steel platform, not exactly "iron" in its elemental state?
The questions never stop, What do you think?