You might have read the book "Sarah" by one JT LeRoy as it was a literary sensation. Of course Hollywood came calling, multibook deals were signed, and so on. Then a crazy story began to unfold- and fray- when it was revealed JT LeRoy never existed, much less wrote a book about a young boy dressed as a girl turning tricks at a West Virginia truck stop. From the NYTS:

Stripped of its emotion and labyrinthine literary games, the trial is no more than a contractual dispute. A film production company has sued Ms. Albert, saying that a contract signed with JT Leroy for the rights to make a feature film of “Sarah” should be null and void, for the simple reason that JT Leroy does not exist.

Laura Albert, the real author of Sarah, told the jury of a horrific childhood which drove her to create multiple personalities:

"She told the jury she had been sexually abused by a family friend, starting at the age of 3. She was also abused, she said, by her mother’s former boyfriend. She said she had felt responsible for both men’s acts: she thought it was her fault.

As a heavy girl, Ms. Albert was teased in childhood as “Fat Albert,” she told the jury, going so far as to sing for them the television show’s key line: “Hey, hey, hey, Fat Albert!” She said, “I didn’t want my name.”

What a story!  Hollywood will grab it (if they have not already) to compensate for the losses on "Sarah." First have  to clear the rights for the theme song of "Fat Albert" though.