Well, I’m not sure what I’m going to blog about tonight. I was going to talk about James Frey’s recent debaucle. His “memoir” A Million Little Pieces is possibly more fiction than memoir. I had this catchy little blog title: A Million Pieces of B.S. and I was going to talk about his Larry King interview where he repeatedly says, “I stand behind the essential truth of my book.”

Essential truth?

I thought something was either True or Not. What is “essential truth”? So, can I write a story, include one exaggerated version of a truth that happened in my life and call it a memoir? What if my current work in progress has a scene in it based on something that actually happened to me. Does the essential truth behind that scene qualify my story to be sold as a memoir? Can I take a short cut to publishing my book when I get tired of rejections and relabel my book a memoir so it will sell faster?

But then I decided that the topic was already starting to bore me, so I wouldn’t blog about it afterall. (apparently, I failed that endeaver as I have, so obviously, blogged about Frey’s book.)

I know. I’ll blog about LOST which, THANK ALL THAT’S HOLY, was finally back on tonight. And I have a new love. (Yes, I will always love Sawyer. We were destined for each other. He wants me BAD. ) But tonight, I fell in love with Mr. Eko. There is a lot to say about the strong and silent type. Is he a good man? Yes. I think so. Has he done some bad things. Absolutely, yes. (Hmm. so has Sawyer come to think of it. There is a pattern to my attraction, apparently.) He’s sexy and tonight, he was beautiful. I loved his backstory. When he cremated his brother, my heart broke. I like him and I can’t wait to know more about him.