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With the controversy
that swirled around the revelation that A
Million Little Pieces was more fiction than not (something
that I intuited in my original review of the book way back before
it was a twinkle in Oprah's eye), you'd think memoirists would be
careful to not exaggerate a single detail of their lives. The problem
is that real life is boring. We all embellish details of our big,
fantastical tales. No doubt Borroughs≠tour de force, Running
with Scissors, was filled with dialogue inaccuracies and
flourishes. The difference between that book and Pieces is
that it didn't challenge sacred cows like AA and pretend that it was
a tale of inspiration and recovery. That was a book about a damaged
family and the selfish, lazy, bitchy individual that emerged from
it. It's meant to entertain, not inspire. These short stories follow
the same model, and even overlap some of the stories from that book.
The problem here is that people only have so many stories in them.
Uh, remember that time I fell off the stump in the back yard? Not
much of a story. But add a little twist--and straight into the neighbor's
cesspool--and now that story has wings. It seems that Burroughs is
reaching too often here; looking for any little nugget he can turn
into a laugh or a lesson. He's kind of painted himself into a corner
with this memoir career, though. It's inevitable that the well runs
dry and he has to go to the half-truth, pastiche machine. Only a couple
stories here are post~fame, so he better invent some new past, or
hope that stupid things continue to happen to him. Maybe he should
take a lesson from his doppelganger, David Sedaris, and seek out weird
things to do in order to create stories. Burroughs certainly can't
fall back on his writing, as it's not that strong, and he's admittedly
lazy, so I'm not sure how much more he has left in the tank. It honestly
felt to me that he was mailing it in a bit and almost challenging
the reader to call him on it. Of course it doesn't help that most
of his stories involve him being a jerk in some way, so the feeling
he's yanking your chain isn't surprising. Well, I can't wait for his
next book: Falling Off That Stump.
Other titles by Augusten Burroughs:
Running
With Scissors
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