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Yxta Maya Murray on ‘Love and Consequences’ HoaxPosted on Mar 4, 2008Margaret Seltzer is a liar; we know that now. That she has a novelist’s gift, that she claims to have written her book to better people’s lives, and that she is at heart an activist for social justice—none of that matters in the wake of her admission to The New York Times’ Mokoto Rich that she faked the book because “there was no other way that someone would listen to it.” The book, and my passionate work reviewing it for Truthdig, seems now shabby and somewhat disgusting. Beyond the emotions bubbling in my blood, however, one clear question arises in my mind: Why didn’t she just turn it into a novel? And why is Seltzer only the latest sinner, joining the other damned, namely James Frey, Nasdijj and Monique De Wael, who all allegedly exploited the stories of oppressed people for their own false ends? The answer? Because we don’t value the novel anymore. The coin of the realm is Reality: blogging, biography, Web confessions, “The Real Housewives of New York City.” We have learned to so diminish the importance of the imagination that we no longer pay sufficient attention to the “ecstatic truths” (Werner Herzog’s much-repeated maxim) that may be gleaned from fiction. Thus we have created a market that demands “true crime” and “authentic” tales of woe, which are easily exploited by frauds. To write a novel about the suffering of others is a very different project than writing a nonfiction account of war or racism. To write a novel is to admit that you don’t know everything, but that you want to. When the fiction writer depicts characters who endure poverty, violence and despair, she must work very hard to remember her own pain, or somehow identify with that suffering. In other words, she must place herself in harm’s way, and she must make herself vulnerable. This can be quite a different process than taking interviews with people who have suffered. The fiction writer “gets in character,” as it were. Moreover, she knows that readers may explain away her work as “not true,” as “frivolous.” Writing fiction about these themes is accordingly perilous, and, to many, worthless. But when the writer “makes it up,” she creates a world that isn’t designed to persuade people of a case. “The inner city needs more funding.” “Racism is evil.” “We need to re-evaluate the just war doctrine.” Rather, she conjures up a universe that is designed to transport the reader into deep, pure feeling for other people. All her craft is bent toward that one purpose. Consequently, the novel is one of the only art forms that may touch us deeper than advocacy, deeper than reason. It can be one of the most powerful engines for true social change. Seltzer had it in her to write a beautiful book about the underclass, but in lying to her editor and to her readers she has debased not only the people of South-Central Los Angeles but the value of “story.” So, this morning, many of my friends who have read the book (or about it) are doing double takes of the tale, and saying things like “Well, now that you think about it, it doesn’t seem that real after all!” “Obviously she was lying!” “A white girl in a black gang? Absurd!” “We should have known!” My response is this: I believed every single word that Seltzer wrote in “Love and Consequences.” And if I had to do it again, I would believe her a second time, a third time, a fourth. I would believe her because that’s how I want to approach books, and the world: with an open heart. The value of literature is that it gives us hope in the Word and in other human beings. Though Seltzer’s hoax tempts me to begin snooping under people’s words to see if they bear double meanings, or to sniff at them to see if they are rotten, I am going to maintain my faith in women’s witness. If this makes me run the risk of looking the fool, as I certainly do now after writing such a heartfelt review for Truthdig, then so be it. So, here, come close to me, tell me a story. I’m listening. I believe you. Make me feel something. Make a fool out of me. Yxta Maya Murray is a writer who lives in Los Angeles and is the author of several books, including “Locas: A Novel.” Previous item: Truth or Consequences Next item: Warren Cohen on the Rise (and Fall) of the Neocons Elsewhere: . CommentsAre you a Truthdig member yet? Login now, or register with Truthdig. Add Your Comment |
By trevoralan, March 10 at 8:15 pm #
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I am a little worried by the apparent final attitude, seemingly inviting people to fool her again, and then making fools out of us. I am glad this does not make her a cynic, disbelieving everyone. But it should make her more SKEPTICAL.
If the author, Ms. Murray, wants to be a journalist, which I would include a serious book critic as, she NEEDS to ask people who bring her incredible stories some hard questions to weed out the fraudsters. If her attitude really is that she is open to being fooled as a political statement in solidarity with some segment of society, first she tells me I can never trust her byline isn’t another fraud, second she is saying that segment of society are not worthy of the scutiny we expect all other adults to go through.
I am really starting to have second thoughts about Ms. Murray’s journalism. It really does women and ethnic minorities no favors to do a simple background check and expect the truth the first time around. It really does no one any favors not to ask them the hard questions. Maybe her therapist can be accepting of all the would-be memoir author says, but to appear on this website, and for me to take this website seriously, I have to ask you to be ready to offend people who have written books, o matter how much you hope that story is true.
Report thisBy Silent Lotus, March 10 at 2:09 pm #
I think it’s in part because we’re afraid to criticize people who come from what might be considered a tough background. It’s like if someone criticizes Israel and is labeled an anti-semitic.
This being said, I live in Maine, where there are a lot of Native Americans. They do not take kindly to incidences like this.
Report thisBy Canadian, March 9 at 7:43 pm #
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Honestly, why anyone would believe such a clearly overblown, false story is beyond me. There’s a shocking lack of cynicism out there. There’s no reason why anyone should believe that kind of obviously trumped up nonsense. I mean, it IS insulting to Native Americans and anyone who lives in South Central LA that someone with no experience of their situation has the gall to concoct tales about what such a life might be like.
Report thisBy Maani, March 8 at 4:37 pm #
“A Family Tree of Literary Fakers.”
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/08/books/08fakes.html?p agewanted=print
Peace.
Report thisBy Silent Lotus, March 8 at 7:50 am #
You shouldn’t feel ashamed. The longing for non-fiction is, from what I can tell, due to a numbing of the mind to true pain and suffering. That we want to believe a story is true is to me evidence to the fact that we have seen too much violence. I will never understand this culture, which takes pleasure and glee from obssessing over the two million dollar difference between the cost of two air-headed heiress’s cocktail dresses, and so much horrified but detailed coverage of the latest starlet-with-a-breakdown syndrome, and so much rapturous idealization of those who have survived in the worst conditions.
Report thisI do not know what it is like to live in South Central. The closest I have come to living in the middle of a tough neighborhood was the well-protected dorms of Gallaudet University. There are many kinds of strength in the world. The strength against the temptation to misuse your skills is one that is too often admired, and too little recognized.
These are the kind of acts that make people wish for the “good old days”. The only difference between then and now, is that now it is easier to sniff out a liar.
By archeon of thrace, March 6 at 6:18 pm #
Not having read the book, and never having met Ms. Selzer, I can’t judge weather or not she can “imagine” what it is like to be a black, or latino, or red-neck. A person’s ability to “imagine” what it is like to be someone else, has little to do with “background” and much more to do with empathy, understanding, and life/world experience (much of this exeprience can be of a observational/vicarious nature).
I agree that there is a difference between fiction and auto-biography. Fiction is a story, auto-biography is lies (or simply propaganda, or apologetics). Fiction can show us truths. Autobiography only shows us wishfull thinking.
In anycase, non-fiction is an impossible. Indeed non-fiction is the literary equivalent of reality TV fun to watch but entirely without substance or nutrition. Non-fiction is to literature what Mcdonalds is to fine dinning.
I think it is best to assume everything is fiction, cause it is.
Report thisBy e good, March 6 at 3:27 pm #
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What about asking a “real” Black from South Central to comment on this disception? I think his/her reply would differ vastly from those above.
Report thisThere IS a difference between fiction and autobiography-Ms Seltzer can imagine all she wants, but odds are that having had the background that she really did, she cannot even grasp the things she should be imagining--her imagination seems media based, which is often just glamorized fiction.
Actually spend 6 months in the worst of South Central, and you would never come up with the story she wrote.
By writer 201, March 6 at 12:47 pm #
Uncle Tom’s Cabin was at least as instrumental in canonizing specific stereotypes about blacks as it was in furthering the abolitionist movement. I think it is important to critically examine how a text functions, be it fiction or not.
Toni Morrison has written, “the subject of the dream is the dreamer.” Ms.Seltzer’s fraudulent memoir could be read as an account of how the ghettos of South Central present themselves in the imagination of a white woman from Sherman Oaks. I’d love to read a review article on that.
Report thisBy sns, March 6 at 10:55 am #
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it would not have been published as a novel............maybe as a tween book after heavy edit but most likely not......so keep reading and believing in the by default limited edition of this book.
Report thisBy jleman, March 6 at 7:38 am #
I agree with you, while not even having read the book. In these times of a total fictional war for political and monetary gain(without consequences) I find it pretty hypocritical of the publishing world for trying to raise the issue of “truth” versus fiction.
Report thisAgain and again, people can be a “witness” to something and there turns out to as many “versions” of the event as there were people involved.
“Realty versus truth?” Maybe it is more a version of getting bad reviews hurting the bottom line for the publishers? Somebody sold them a story and because it had a hook, line and sinker which could make a profit in the marketplace, they bought it!
Please take off the rose colored glasses and look at what our society has that is similar. Modern medicine? Pharmacuticals? Politics? Corporations? Advertising? The Judicial system? Government propaganda? The Media itself? Publishers? Redefining the term “torture” like it is some testimony of, could you define the term of “is”? Secret prisons? Poisoned, tainted elections?
And, we recommend punishing a writer for presenting a work of fiction as that of “truth” like George W. would be reading it? Heads up - he doesn’t read!
Let the marketplace respond and leave the hypocrisy behind. If the publishers wish to make an example of someone, go where it will really mean something to people who are genuinely suffuring. Less hot air, more action!
By Denise Minick, March 6 at 6:28 am #
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It seems to me that Seltzer didn’t debase South Central Los Angeles as much as she debased Sherman Oaks. What a con! What an imagination!
Report thisBy Sämi LUDWIG, March 6 at 2:16 am #
Curiously I rmember the review because Murray compared Setzer’s book with Claude Brown’s MANCHILD IN THE PROMISED LAND, a book that Reed worried would be read like a pimp show--I guess here have a case of the same: sensationalism reconfirming stereotypes consumed by book reviewers.
So this is simply picking up an older genre ...
Maybe American public opinion hasn’t made much progress in the meantime. When it comes to hoaxes.
Best, Sämi in Switzerland
Report thisBy WriterOnTheStorm, March 5 at 8:50 pm #
When I read Carlos Casteneda’s Journey To Ixtlan as a teenager, I had no idea it was a work of fiction. When I later learned the truth about the apocryphal Don Juan, my reaction was, “well I guess Casteneda is not a great journalist after all. Instead he’s a wickedly brilliant writer.” A writer with an ebullient, supercharged imagination. While I might have been disappointed that Don Juan was not real, I gained much more respect for Casteneda as an artist.
Then there’s the case of Orson Welles. His War Of The Worlds had folks across the country boarding up their houses and heading for the hills in panic. What did that get him? Perhaps the best first picture studio deal in the history of filmmaking.
So I just don’t get all the sturm und drang from the literary world about this. Reality has always been an overrated commodity in storytelling. I’m interested in what the story brings to me, what it’s metaphors tell me, and if it can it transform the noise of life into music.
Beyond an initial shrug of incredulity, I simply couldn’t care less if it is “true” or not. Besides, studies in cognitive biases show that once the initial experience is filtered through our complex brains, it loses any relationship to our concept of truth in the strictest sense.
In the end, this is a story about the state of the publishing world, and it’s rush to exact revenge from the artists who exhibit the balls to skirt it’s piddling rules. I’ll raise a glass to Margaret Seltzer tonight. And hope she gets a great first picture deal.
Report thisBy Jon Boorstin, March 5 at 5:49 pm #
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Ms. Maya Murray makes an important point. “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” was an important social document, a crucial part of the anti-slavery debate. It’s hard to imagine a novel having that effect today.
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Report thisBy archeon of thrace, March 5 at 4:55 pm #
Anyone who believe anything promoted as “auto-biography” (or memoir)...has any truth from the get go, deserves to be fooled.
If as I believe, that objectivity is impossible, especially as pertaints to ones self, the assumption should be that anything even remotely verging on “memoir” is inherently fiction.
Not that there is anything wrong with fiction, I like it better than “non” fiction. My life is “real” enough for me, I don’t need the “reality” of someone else’s life to validate my existance.
Everyone should remember that Gulivers Travels, Robinson Crusoe, etc were all sold as “reality” in their day. The fact that they are fictions does not diminish the artistry and creativity of the story.
We as individuals are more likely to gain insight into our lives from fiction than auto-biography or memoir. The latter can only teach us about others, it says nothing about me, or you.
Report thisBy amh, March 5 at 11:27 am #
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Italo Calvino’s essay, titled something like “the right uses of politics in literature,” talks about the power of imagination and literature to portray the world, in ways beyond the intent of the author. I agree with Murray that good fiction requires more courage and risk than non-fiction at the moment. It seems to me that the public who buys into the “reality” of “memoir” that even in the best of the genre, many others admit to the fallibility of memory and the necessity of imagination to tell the “truth.”
Report thisBy Tom Y., March 5 at 11:12 am #
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Seltzer may have been wrong (and it’s too bad), but Ms. Murray is to be commended for her stepping right up to say “Oops,” first, and second for her insights about the power of fiction.
Whoever needs a lesson in this should read (or re-read) Tim O’Brien’s “The Things They Carried”. O’Brien repeatedly makes the case for storytelling as confession and catharsis, and repeatedly argues the difference between truth and fact in the setting of the Vietnam War. The facts, he says, don’t matter. The truth does. Even when he puts himself in the novel, and offers verifiable facts about himself, he still tells a “made-up” story which is absolutely true. I KNOW it is--I feel it in my gut.
Ms. Murray understands this. “Make me feel something” is the heart of good fiction.
Report thisBy abutaza, March 5 at 10:42 am #
Trust but verify!
Who would have thought that even Ronald Reagan might have had some insights!
Two major literary frauds uncovered in two weeks. PLEASE don’t say “make a fool out of me” (again). Make that relatively modest adjustment of approaching books and films with the same moderate degree of skepticism that you would with someone eager to refinance your house, or sell you a car. It seems to be painfully necessary, since the publishing industry is clearly not only not doing the necessary background checks, but is almost certainly complicit in these frauds.
I’m certainly not an expert on South Central, or any other ghetto, but, sorry, how could a sentence like: “With the money from my first drug sale, I bought my cemetery plot” not be, of itself, a “smoking gun” that this is fraud?
Atonement? Find the book that already has been written by someone living in South Central, and promote that. Uncover the next fraud now.... there ARE numerous others out there. In short, be a CRITIC, and er… ah.... do not accept things at face value, but dig for the Truth as the website is often good at doing.
Report thisBy smartastic, March 5 at 6:56 am #
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i think the real reason she didn’t write a novel is because it’s harder to get novels published than memoirs—novels are held to a higher standard of writing than memoirs.
Report thisBy KGBrunette, March 5 at 6:11 am #
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After reading the synopsis of the book and then news articles that the book is lies...when I seen that she is trying to pass her as being also of Native American origins, she’s debased them as a people, too! I’m non native and I actually do live on a reservation in NW WI. She would be debased around here as a wannabe, and the probability of her getting her ass kicked on the res would become more reality than she imagined her book to be. She’s probably never been on a reservation! And why did she choose Native Americans? She must’ve been hanging out in the Yahoo! Native American chat rooms...that’s as close to the res as she ever was. Projecting negative stereotypes of a race only serves to set legitimate people back in their hard work to overcome the semantics. All I can close with, is she should make public apology to the groups that she chose to exploit in her phony book!
Report thisBy pqbon, March 4 at 4:12 pm #
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I’m disappointed that the original interview is no longer easily available. I finished your interview a mere hour before the news hit my desk that the book and author were fakes. I thought the original interview put the issue into harsh light. The author didn’t just lie in the book. She lied to person after person after person in a very real and personal way.
When I saw the news I was wondering if you were going to post a response given how open your seemed to be in your interview. I’m glad to see you did.
I think the author was wrong for what she did… However, I agree with you that fiction has been damaged by in our modern culture. It used to be that fiction could change the world or at least the individual - Uncle Tom’s Cabin? Catcher in the Rye? - However, none of this excuses her actions.
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