The appeal of a memoir is that
every event described within the text actually
occurred. There’s no way to justify the fabrication or altering of any
event, no matter how minute the impact may be. The distinction between
nonfiction and fiction isn’t flexible, and is relatively limpid compared to the
dictations of most other genres. A book is a piece of nonfiction if the events described
are factual, not if only most are
true.
In the
case of memoirs, people expect to be told a tale from the first-hand
prospective of the author. While other pieces of nonfiction may rely on
accounts from various individuals, because the events may be somewhat unclear,
memoirs are without this burden because the story is told from the prospective
of the same person who experienced these events directly; people expect the
truth because of this. Omitting the absolute truth, for whatever reason one may
conjure up, abolishes the book’s status as someone’s memoir. People read
fiction if they want to read about events that were specifically crafted out of
nothing that characters experienced, and
people read memoirs to read about factual events that a real person experienced.
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