Interesting to me is the fact that all these rich-guy writers like James Frey are desperate to assert their authenticity. They have to lie and become fakes to do so.
Meanwhile, a writers group whose very foundation is the authenticity of its writers and their stories is inexplicably shoved aside. (As Michael Jackman points out in his recent Monday Report up at the www.literaryrevolution.com site.) As we've stressed time and again, we're the genuine article. (Who is more authentic than Wild Bill? It amazes me that people aren't lined-up to board planes to travel to east Texas to meet the guy.)
With us, there's no phony Dave Eggers-while-backed-by-Simon-Schuster-money pose of independence. We're backed only by our efforts and voices and the struggle of our lives.
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