Thursday, June 21, 2007
I hate fakes.
I hate literary fakes.
I particularly hate pretentious wierd-ass literary fakes.
And "J.T. Leroy" topped those charts.
Laura Albert, the fraud who penned books as J.T. Leroy, whined and bawled in a NYC court room today as she was sued by film producers who gullibly bought the film rights to one of her fraudulent books, "Sarah."
I never liked J.T. Leroy's books. It smelled like a lie to me, long before s/he was outed definitively by Stephen Beachy in this New York Magazine article.
In fact, other authors like Dennis Cooper and Kevin Killian read
passages of "Leroy"'s books at literary events. What did they know? (See Killian's comments, and David Ehrenstein's re: Cooper).
Who knew? I don't care. I could smell the lies a mile off. Celebrities like Garbage lead singer Shirley Manson and U2's Bono are said to have been fans of the fake books.
Now, Albert has been caught. The books are fiction, and bad fiction at that. Stealing the life of abused kids and passing it off as memoir is a literary crime.
As an author who's never received a hundredth of the enormous advances doled out by gullible publishers to fakes like Albert, it's easy to be resentful, and see why quality fiction so rarely gets published. Editors seem to prefer hype and sensation over quality.
For example, if I'd fraudulently penned my first novel, PINS as written by "Joey Nicci," a fifteen-year-old gay high school wrestler, maybe I'd be getting awards and fame and adoration by easily fooled celebrities.
But I haven't, because I didn't, and I won't, because I'm not a fraud like Laura Albert is.
And yet, the literary snobs seem to still be scooping up the dung doled out by Albert, as shown here in a lengthy Q&A in The Paris Review.
"One thing people often comment to me about the characters in JT LeRoy’s books is that they strive for goodness, even in a world where all their experience contradicts this," Albert is quoted.
Yeah, you strove for goodness, in the form of fat advance and royalty checks, while real authors get shafted.
"I never saw it as a hoax," she says.
Oh, really? Calling up writers as you pretend to be "JT Leroy" and getting them to read for you at bookstores; not a hoax?
Making shifty deals with publishers to have them write checks made out to you, when there was no JT Leroy; not a hoax?
Dressing up your gender-blurry pals as "JT Leroy" for public appearances; not a hoax?
You might want to take off those google-eyed sunglasses and get a reality check, instead of another fraud's royalty check.
I hope she gets sued back into the poverty from which she sprang. Karma's a bitch, Laura.