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Wednesday, January 11, 2006

We're back with Larry.

Larry's explaining that you can't after all get a refund from Random House.

Now here's James: "It was turned down by a number of publishers as a novel... We talked about what to publish it as and they thought the best thing was to publish it as a memoir... Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Kerouac, Bukowski... the genre of memoir didn't exist when they were publishing... [HUH???] Yeah, I mean, it has blown my mind... a very small part of the book has been disputed... I mean, I don't discuss being in a jail cell in this book. In this book - 420 of the 432 pages of it take place in a treatment facility... I mean, we talk a little about being in a jail cell...I mean certainly I have a long drug and alcohol history... my memory is very subjective...I mean again we're dealing with a very subjective memory..."

Now they go to an interview with the editor of Smoking Gun: "The account of the melee with the police is about two percent true. ... No crack, no melee..."

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UPDATE: Mary Karr glosses my “HUH???”

In an interview last week, Larry King asked Mr. Frey why he shopped "A Million Little Pieces" around as a novel, but published it as a memoir. Instead of answering directly, Mr. Frey asserted that his book was in the American literary tradition of Hemingway and Fitzgerald, Bukowski and Kerouac.

When Mr. King noted they all wrote fiction, Mr. Frey countered: "At the time of their books being published, the genre of memoir didn't exist." Forget St. Augustine and the intervening 16 centuries of autobiography.