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Personally, I haven't read either of those books, not a big fan of memoirs and autobiography. I am always a little amazed that someone has the guts to put out a book about themselves and expects people to pay to read it. Not talking about major figures in society or history, just the regular average joe. Not to say that these stories don't have some value... I just couldn't do it. I played with the idea of doing a memoir at some point (in my bestselling author fantasies), but I would DEFINITELY publish it as fiction. That way I could change names, and say things how I want to, and not worry about having to prove anything!
So what does knowing that some things have been altered, embellished or what have you, do to your perception of the book after the fact? I ask as someone who as I said, doesn't read biographies and memoirs. Do the 'lessons' or insights from the book lose their value to the reader?

Still, I loathe Eggers.
Contemplating another of Michelle's points: I don't think labelling something a memoir is necessarily a tactic for disguising bad writing, though that does play a part. It seems to me that the public is more keen on reading what they can delude themselves into thinking is "non-fiction." Light entertainment becomes less embarrasing when one can call it a true story. I think this is a general trend, the slow deterioration of fiction.
But Michelle, just out of curiosity, is bad writing in memoir form really more disagreeable to you than just plain bad writing, of which there is even more?

But I really am curious as to how many people would say in finding out that something billed more as a true story, would feel that the story wasn't as good, or the value of the book overall was diminished once it was acknowledged to be less than 100% true.

So, I don't think I have ever truly been able to figure out what distinguishes memoir from autobiography. Is the memoir just about a specific moment in your life (like a Parkinson's diagnosis) and autobiography is your entire life from the date of birth until whenever? Hmm, maybe I just figured it out on my own. I'm having a "wheel's spinning but the hamster's dead" kind of day, sorry.

What I’m curious about is the opposite issue—how many readers of fiction seem to assume that novels are just thinly veiled accounts of actual events. Barbara Kingsolver has written about having to explain to many people that she gave birth to her eldest daughter the old-fashioned way, and did not find her abandoned in the back seat of a car in Oklahoma like her character in The Beantrees did. When my own novel was published, I was amazed at how many people assumed my tale of a woman who gets involved with a cult-like spiritual group was really my own. Whenever I clarified the matter, I was continually surprised at how many people I met were just as, if not more interested in what actually happened to me than the fictional story I had carefully crafted to highlight those issues that my own experiences were too messy to convey well.
I think maybe one reason memoir is giving fiction such a run for its money is that a story that supposedly actually happened can be more compelling because it should have suspension of disbelief already built into it, whereas fiction has to work harder to create a real-enough world to pull people in. Enough memoirists seem to have abused that advantage, however, that may not be the case much longer.


That is HILARIOUS! I laughed out loud. Thanks.
Srae, I am right there with ya babe!

About Lena's comment on readers believing that a work of fiction is "just thinly veiled accounts of actual events" -- that is interesting. I guess I hadn't really thought about it, but it makes complete sense. I think there's a segment of the population that truly believes that the fiction they read (or see on TV like CSI, The Practice) is more than fiction, that there is some truth or reality there, rather than it's just a part of the writer's imagination or creativity.
I watch CSI, and I work in the court system, and I know that our CSI lab is NOTHING like the CSI lab that Gil Grissom works at in Las Vegas. Now, I don't know if the real Las Vegas crime lab is like that, but I do know that the show is not an accurate portrayal of what occurs in our crime lab (we just don't have the staff to do half of what Grissom and the gang do), yet there are jurors who will ask questions of the witnesses (we have this thing now where jurors can ask questions but first the questions have to be written down and reviewed by the Judge, DDA and defense counsel to ensure that certain rules aren't being broken blah blah blah), especially lab techs, why they didn't swab the entire car for DNA with black lights and spritz bottles and cotton swabs, and how come they weren't able to determine the defendant's BAC by taking the straw he sipped his drink through, and my favorite "well, did you look for lice on the body of the victim and then on the suspects, cause the lice would have sealed up the case for you". It's kind of funny, but it's also kind of sad. People are coming into court with this idea that courtroom procedures are just like what they see on The Practice, Boston Legal and Ally McBeal. (If court was really ever that entertaining, I wouldn't spend so much of my work day on Good Reads; I'd rather do this than sit through trial.) So, it makes perfect sense to me that a reader might ask an author if what happened in the book was really just a retelling of an event that occurred with the author.

Anyway, it's worth a peek.



I think he's being more honest than many with that statement. He goes on to consider the difference between an outright liar and an an artist who creates in service to the truth. Sticky distinction, but fascinating, I think.
Gay Talese told Larry King that Frey originally tried to have his book published as fiction. Apparently, when that didn't work he marketed it as a memoir and it "sold like hotcakes," to borrow a phrase. I think this is a sad trend, why is poor writing acceptable in the memoir form? Why do we, as readers and book buyers, continue to purchase fake memoirs? There's Burroughs, Frey, and I've heard the Dave Eggers' Heart Breaking Work was a fake memoir also (haven't attempted this one yet).
Side note about memoirs: why do author's insult my intelligence by pretending to recall everything that EVER happened in the entire span of their lives? I recently read Danielly Traig's memoir (it was bad) and she would quote things her parents said to her as an infant as though she remembered these events verbatim - it was a blatant attempt to make her and her family seem quirky, but it was ridiculous. Am I just not a memoir person? Am I wrong to loathe?