The post I’d intended to write will come tomorrow. Today, we get to talk about plagiarism – specifically the plagiarism of me! I found out yesterday that David Boyer, aka David Byron, aka about twenty other pseudonyms, has plagiarized portions of my story Jetsam (much thanks to “B”, for their constant and unfortunately never-ending work in exposing Boyer’s theft). Mr. Boyer/yron has been getting away with this shit for about five years now, to (at last count) over sixty authors. And not just horror writers, mind you – anyone is fair game. For those of you not familiar with his history, I suggest you take a look at this post by Brian Keene, which has links to a number of other blogs and websites that have been tracking down all of this fuckstick’s activities over the past couple of years.
In the meantime, I’ve been directed to this post, which has helpful instructions on how to go about reporting him. Since it appears that the book he wrote (ha ha, I mean “stolen, hacked up, and stitched together like some horrific fictional version of the Human Centipede”) that contained the rewritten portions of “Jetsam” has been pulled from online stores, I don’t know if there’s much I can do about it now beyond reporting it. However, it’s been pointed out to me that when Boyer finds an author he likes to “borrow” from, he tends to go back to the well a number of times. So, chances are pretty good that everything of mine that’s been published online has been looked over by him, and at some point may show up in his future, ahem, projects.
So! I guess I can count this as a milestone in my journey toward becoming a pro writer, right? Blerg. Well, anyway, onward.
.Originally published at Livia Llewellyn.