ALL LITERATURE IS GOSSIP
By HARPER LEE

Riverbed, 2008
ISBN: 9786753090210
319 pages; Hardcover
GENRE(S): Nonfiction, Memoir

Reviewed by Yennie Cheung

How does one get a famously reclusive writer out of her shell and back onto the literary scene? Apparently, all one has to do is lie to the American public.

As Harper Lee states in her new memoir, All Literature Is Gossip, the public skewering of James Frey and his book A Million Little Pieces inspired the Pulitzer Prize-winning author to break her forty-year literary silence (not including her published letter to Oprah Winfrey a few years ago). One might assume that an intelligent octogenarian such as Lee would rail against the shallow, pathetic decadence of modern society for allowing such a thing to occur. Lee, however, finds the situation hilarious.
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Lee notes that Frey's book follows what is, essentially, an old literary tradition of turning aspects of real life into fiction, conjecture, and speculation. Lee herself evoked her own childhood in To Kill a Mockingbird; the only difference is that she called the book "semi-autobiographical" to allow for artistic license. "Reality," Lee writes in the introduction, "is often tediously dull. Few people live larger than life, so they exaggerate to sound more interesting. Luckily, I have no reason to lie. I knew Truman Capote; he was liar enough for us both!"

As implied by the title, a significant portion of Lee's book is devoted to gossip: acknowledging it, disputing it, and certainly starting it. The title, in fact, is a quote by Capote, Lee's childhood friend and the basis for the character of Dill in Mockingbird. Appropriately, some of the best gossip also revolves around Capote, who was notorious for fabricating stories about his relationships with celebrities. He was even partially responsible for Lee's literary seclusion, as she details in a hilarious but complicated story that involves a mind-boggling combination of factors including drunken wagers, an elaborate series of lies, Errol Flynn's skid-marked underpants, and a family recipe for snickerdoodles.

The actual truthfulness of Lee's memoir is questionable, however, as she hedges many of the biggest bits of gossip surrounding her life: primarily that Capote co-wrote To Kill a Mockingbird. She neither confirms nor denies the speculation, but she alludes to it when she takes umbrage with the idea that she was nothing more than a talentless literary fag hag. She does, however, imagine that if he were alive today, she would be helping him in what would be his most passionate work: furiously writing his fantasy sexploits into the scripts for a sixth season of Queer as Folk. Apparently, Capote was a real bottom for Brian Kinney types.

Beyond the flamboyant social life that came with her friendship to Capote, Lee's writing life is fairly typical: she writes, she struggles to live up to her first novel, and she rides out her early success as best she can. She remembers fondly her experiences with the To Kill a Mockingbird movie, including her friendship with Gregory Peck, who famously depicted the iconic Atticus Finch. Nice things are said, and Peck is portrayed as a lovely cross between father figure and older brother to Lee, but compared to the flamboyance and fabrication of Capote's New York glitterati scene, these stories are quaint and forgettable.

At times, one may feel compelled to skip over these stories just to get back to the juicy gossip and hilarious lies. Even Lee seems to agree, as she interrupts one of her own anecdotes to delve into a story about a drag queen she once met in a Philadelphia restroom, only to remember a few lines later that she made up the story in the late '50s to entertain Andy Warhol.

Perhaps this juxtaposition between truth and fiction is Lee's point, however. Though readers might enjoy the pithy, sweet stories of accomplishment, expectation, and kindness that encompass much of her life, these are too mundane for readers hoping to live vicariously through the author. Readers look to memoirs for provocative, titillating stories—for a truth stranger than fiction—and nobody is truly bothered if the writer, like Capote, takes a few liberties with reality. In the end, readers want to be entertained, and they'll swallow as much truthiness as it takes to make it work.

(April 1, 2008)

 

 
     

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