


But reading the book, I couldn’t help wondering if the guy really is an alcoholic.” “That’s not the kind of truth I’m talking about. “I don’t doubt that the story is real,” I said, and at the time I had no reason to. “What do you mean?” the woman asked when I’d told her my feelings. And once I reached the end of it, I was convinced the book couldn’t be true. There was something else about it, something unsettling. It wasn’t the incessant crude words (though certainly he and I seemed to hold different ideas about the beauty of language), or the details of the author’s experiences in a drug and alcohol treatment facility these are all topics with which I am personally very familiar indeed. I thought the author’s style, a sort of bare, stark prose, was edgy and in ways effective. I had asked the woman if she would read my own memoir entitled Prodigal Song, and she was struck by the fact that my story was in some ways thematically similar to a “wonderful” new book she had discovered. It turns out Frey’s “memoir” was as much fiction as fact.Īn acquaintance gave me A Million Little Pieces to read a couple of years ago, long before the Oprah controversy. Some of Frey’s “facts” seemed less than factual, and some folks went searching into the author’s past looking for the truth. The apparent dawn, though, appears to have had a few clouds. Oprah wanted the whole world to know that this man had overcome his demons, and shown that there was always a dawn following the storm. There was lots of talk of hope and healing, and the crowd dabbed at their eyes.

But when Oprah Winfrey highlighted the book as her book-of-the-month selection, new attention was drawn to the work in a big way.įrey appeared on Oprah’s show. James Frey’s memoir, A Million Little Pieces, had been a best-seller several years ago, and then disappeared from the radar. CBN.com As many of you have heard, there is quite a controversy in the book world right now.
