James Frey continues to be a dick.

[phosfate]

http://nymag.com/arts/books/features/69474/

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[goddessdster.livejournal.com]

So he wants to write books that "change the world" by putting out crap YA? What's actualy funny is I, like most of the world, forget this person even exists until he makes his presence known again...

[smuu.livejournal.com]

Fuck that guy, huh? I mean, just fuck him. He's like ... he's like the fucking Lex Luthor of the literary world.

[violetisblue.livejournal.com]

Wow, yet another formulaic YA ghostwriting factory, how new. Tremble in your boots, Gossip Girl franchise!

[lizbee.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the Nancy Drew-Hardy Boys people are battening down the hatches right now.

[cakemage.livejournal.com]

I want to send that guy a douchebag in the mail.

[laughingacademy.livejournal.com]

Wow. He's like some awful, coked-up post-millennial Edward Stratemeyer.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

A dick? More like the next contestant for Arkham.

[bulldogscram.livejournal.com]

*whistles* Bloody HELL. What an arrogant dick. He spouts all this crap about wanting to break moulds and live on as the most widely read author of his generation, blah blah blah and then does this? Creates a sort of writers sweatshop taking advantage of struggling, desperate students to churn out generic crap to rake in cash for himself? What a piece of work.

Never mind the company he keeps:

Frey collaborated with photographer Terry Richardson on a book called Wives, Wheels, Weapons

Ugh UGH UGH. I am just... *hands* EUGH.

[twigcollins.livejournal.com]

"Frey said he was interested in conceiving commercial ideas that would sell extremely well."

Wow. What a revolutionary.

[teenygozer.livejournal.com]

I hate these guys who think being a dick is somehow virtuous. I'm not an Oprah fan by any means, but I'm ecstatic that that it still burns that she embarrassed him in front of millions of people.

[wolfy-writing.livejournal.com]

Frey said he never considered whether A Million Little Pieces was fiction or nonfiction—and anyway, before the memoir craze of the nineties, it would have been published as a novel.

And if he'd published it as a novel instead of dishonestly jumping on the memoir craze to get more attention and money, he wouldn't have faced so much trouble. Is "Selling the story you made up as fiction is okay, but selling the story you made up as the truth is lying" really such a hard concept to grasp?