One of the most intriguing entries at Cinequest, Who Is K.K. Downey? shows Thursday, Saturday and Sunday at Cinequest. (Read Richard von Busack’s review at metroactive.com.) Somehow, the topic of authors faking memoirs continues to be ever fresh, which may something about how carefully our book editors are vetting their projects. Just recently, Belgian writer Mischa Defonseca admitted that her memoir Misha: A Memoir of the Holocaust Years was a fabrication. Guess what: She wasn’t raised by wolves after her parent died in World War II. Go figure. She was quoted, in her defense, as saying, “This story is mine. It is not actually reality, but my reality, my way of surviving.”(Sounds like Kramer’s J. Peterman Reality Tour: “But your life is Peterman’s. Now the bus tour, which is real, takes people to places that, while they are real, they are not real in the sense that they did not really happen to the real Peterman, which is you,” according to Seinfeldscripts.com, an invaluable resource.) And then, just this week, one Margaret Seltzer was also exposed as a fraud. Her memoir—Love and Consequences, published under the pseudonym Margaret P. Jones—about growing up as a half Native America, half-white girl in gang-infested South Central L.A. is also “not actually reality.” Seltzer is, lo and behold, all white and was raised in a well-to-do part of the San Fernando Valley (as was I for a few years, and of course, I would like a more colorful and literary past to write about, too, and I am now taking submissions). The book is being recalled. Somewhere, JT Leroy is having a good laugh.