i read half of james frey's a million little pieces some time ago and i had to stop because it wasn't interesting and the writing was boring and horrible (i do recall thinking, "what is this shit?"). i don't kno how i made it halfway thru actually. i don't understand why so many people are reading it now (i'm sure oprah is partially to blame) and why everyone tells me it's so good. that's just ridiculous. it's not a good book and that's that.
i recently finished mark haddon's the curious incident of the dog in the night-time, which, in contrast to frey's autobiographical mess, was a fantastic, if rather short, read. i did notice one glaring similarity between the two books tho. the writing styles were so similar! of course, i think it worked much better for haddon because he was writing in the voice of an autistic teenager. if you get a chance, avoid pieces and read incident, or perhaps one could read pieces and pretend the author is autistic. that might work.