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* Rebecca Mead, a staff writer at The New Yorker, owes $20,000 (and at least $2000 in interest), according to Penguin, which struck a $50,000 deal in 2003 for "a collection of the author’s journalism."
Holocaust survivor Herman Rosenblat was signed for $40,000 in 2008 to describe how he "survived a concentration camp because of a young girl who snuck him food. 17 years later the two met on a blind date and have been together ever since, married 50 years." While Rosenblat’s story was hailed by Oprah Winfrey as the "single greatest love story" she had told on the air, it turned out to be a fabrication. Penguin wants him to repay a $30,000 advance (and at least $10,000 in interest).
With the exception of the made-up memoir, none of these books are fiction. Do fiction writers just not get big enough advances to go after?
This one is all kinds of skeezy:
Not the greatest track record with authors and amazing "true" stories, eh, Opes?
With the exception of the made-up memoir, none of these books are fiction. Do fiction writers just not get big enough advances to go after?
At 31 Gorman decided to give up his stupid ways, grow a beard and write a novel. As a result he believes people took him more seriously and a new novel was commissioned. While trying to write a novel for his publisher (Random House), Gorman became obsessed with Googlewhacks when someone notified him that his site had one (Francophile Namesakes), and caused him to travel across the world finding people who had authored them (one of whom turned out to be one of the Dave Gormans he had met in his first adventure). He eventually spent his publisher's advance on the quest, without writing any of the promised novel, and had to create the Dave Gorman's Googlewhack Adventure show to pay them back.