Plagiarist at Large
His name is Richard Ridyard but apparently moonlights under the name Valentine. Whatever it really is, remember those names and loathe them.
There’s a lot that is creepy about someone else taking credit for your work; it renders an artist naked, outraged, robbed, to put it mildly. As a writer I think it would be worse than having a handbag snatched or as just as aweful as my home burgled. A close cousin to identitiy theft. Plagiarists ought to be punished in the same way as thieves, because plainly and simply that is what they are. However, I wouldn’t even know where to begin to defend my claim that my imagination had been debrided for another’s profit. The plagiarist’s mind has to be snakey to begin with; this guy has probably dropped off the radar by now, changed his alias, due to the tide of writerly vociferousness against this – as a forum commentator eloquently put it – “ass-hat.”
The HA! part in this case (pardon the pun) is that apparently this fellow is a lawyer.
Is there a circle of hell reserved for plagiarist lawyers?
That would be the tight circle of the writing community hoving in for phalangeal dismemberment.