Does the name James Frey ring a bell to you? Bestselling “memoirist” of A Million Little Pieces, chosen for Oprah’s Book Club, got caught lying about stuff he said was true in the book, got taken down by Oprah on her show? Yeah, that guy. Well, he’s back. He’s wisely decided to stick with actual fiction and has a novel called Bright Shiny Morning coming out in June. And although he isn’t worthy of having an assistant, he thinks it’s perfectly OK to torment other peoples’ assistants. Witness this quite, from Vanity Fair via Fishbowl NY:
Sometimes [Frey] pretends to be in an emergency, as he did the other day when he phoned his editor’s assistant: “Allison, fuck, Allison, I need your help now! I’m on the corner of 56th and Fifth Avenue and a fucking bus just drove by and drenched me! I have two more meetings and I need you to go buy me some underwear and buy me some pants.
We have two things to say to this.
1. Are you fucking kidding?
2. FREE ALLISON.
Pathological liar, or pathological asshole?