Plagiarism is a serious thing. For what does it say of a persons
character when they are caught red-handed, and knee deep of plagiarism?
Recently, John Walsh, a United States senator from Montana was caught
plagiarizing. He tried to use the excuse that PTSD may have played a
role in what he did. I scoff at the notion. A man of his education and
position within society knows better than to plagiarize.
I'm no expert in the inner workings of the mind and what leads one to
copy another person's work of the written word, nor am I going to try.
Nor shall I attempt to understand how one may think he or she can get
away with such a thing in today's technological world where everything
and everything is posted on the internet as a matter of record. It seems
to me that with our technology, it would make discovering plagiarism
more obvious. It's not a question of "if" a person will get caught doing
such a thing, but "when" they get caught. Trust me, if you plagiarize,
you will get caught eventually, and then what? What becomes of YOUR
reputation and character when that discovery is made?
I think for myself, I believe that people who plagiarize don't even care
about their reputations in the first place. They live in a delusional
world where they truly believe they are something they clearly are not.
In this case, writers. In my opinion, a writer is nothing more than a
very deep thinker with a very active brain. Being a writer myself, I
often times find myself just sitting and pondering so many things. My
brain is always searching for something to say, and how to say it
cleverly. Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't. Sometimes it pretty
good, and sometimes it bombs. But that is the life of a writer. Not
everything you write will be a masterpiece.
Speaking strictly for myself, as a writer, I never worry over whether
someone out there will try and steal my words. I just figure I don't
have much worth stealing. And after meeting author Geraldine Evans, I
get the feeling she feels pretty much the same way too. Or at least, she
used to feel that way. Geraldine Evans is an author who humanizes her
craft with her most humble of ways. She writes what her active brain
comes up with. She spends countless hours honing her writing skills and
working on her stories. Exactly what a writer should be doing. Not
stressing over concerns related to plagiarism. And I now wonder how I
would respond to making the discovery that she made - that someone out
there is plagiarizing her hard work.
And while I have to continue to wonder how I would respond to such a
thing, Geraldine Evans has to deal with this discovery everyday of her
life now. And the perpetrator of this act is none other than
Karl Jones
- a wannabe author who hasn't the author skills to write his own
stories, oh no, he has to plagiarize the hard work of Geraldine Evans.
Now, if the name Karl Jones strikes a chord with you it's probably
because he does more than plagiarize. He first appeared on my radar a
way back, when I broke the story of
sexual role playing
taking place on a book website known as Goodreads. These sexual role
playing groups consist of both adults and minors. With the help of a few
people, I was pointed in his direction and discovered that Karl Jones
was a convicted child molester. He was, at that time of when I broke the
story about him, a member of some of these sexual role play groups, and
was an active participator.
Unbeknownst to me at the time however, was the knowledge that he didn't
even bother writing his own books, and that he was plagiarizing the work
of author Geraldine Evans. And because I broke the story here on my "Looking
Glass" blog about this pedophile, I felt it was my responsibility to
also inform everyone about his plagiarizing ways. But instead of me
simply telling you the story of what he did to Geraldine Evans, I
thought it best if I allowed her to tell her own story - and to do so
right here on my blog.
So, without any further ramblings from me, here is Geraldine Evans
herself to tell her story, in her own words, regarding Karl Jones and
him plagiarizing her work.
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FAME AT LAST ... JUST NOT THE FAME I WANTED - By Geraldine Evans.
It was just another day – you know the
kind of thing – trying to sort out an urgent legal matter with tardy
lawyers, heaving about a hundredweight of heavy plant pots away from my
back wall so work can be done on a damp problem, wading through the
usual bumf in my email inbox.
And
then I opened an email from a lady who turned out to be a fan of my
novels. She was writing to tell me that a man named Karl Jones had
plagiarised two of the books in my Rafferty & Llewellyn mystery
series.
My first reaction was one of astonishment
that he’d bother! I’m hardly a household name. Surely, I thought, any
plagiarist worth his salt and intent on stealing an author’s work would
pick on someone other than a midlister like me.
Anyway, I checked this Jones character on Amazon and there he was,
with his name as the author on the first two books in my 15-strong
series. Clearly, an idle sort of thief because pretty much all he’d
troubled to change to conceal his theft was names and places. Beyond
that, there was little that’d troubled to alter in my stories. He’d just
stolen my words wholesale in a totally brazen manner.
To add insult to injury, the rankings for ‘his’ books were better than mine!
My
dander was up now. I’d worked long and hard to get a publishing
contract. I wrote a book a year for six long years before I got a
publishing deal all while holding down a full-time day job. I was no
stranger to 7-day working weeks. How dare this man who lacked the
industry and perseverance to do likewise, steal my work?
I was in no position to sue him as I couldn’t afford the expense I’d
incur as I thought it likely that I’d end up paying my own legal
expenses for a case that dragged on and on (like Charles Dickens’, I too
have a horror of ‘going to law’—a law that, too often it seems,
punishes the innocent while giving the guilty a mere slap on the wrist).
Even if I chose to pursue Karl Jones through the courts, I doubt such
an underhand individual would leave money conveniently in an
easily-traced bank account. Besides, apart from stealing my work, this
man had also stolen a considerable chunk of my time. I felt no
inclination to allow him to steal more of it when all I was likely to
get for my trouble was a lot of stress and a large bill.
Instead
of contacting a solicitor, I immediately wrote a post for
kboards.com/Writers’ CafĂ©, a place where authors gather, to warn other
authors about the multi-published, multi-genre ‘writer’, Karl Jones, as I
suspected he might well have stolen other authors’ work, not just mine.
I also notified all the retailers about this man.
Fortunately, I’m one of life’s hoarders and was easily able to prove
that I had the rights to publish my books by emailing copies of the
letters from Macmillan and St Martin’s Press returning my rights in
these two books.
I must praise Dan at Draft2Digital (a business that distributes digital
books to retailers). The response from D2D was impressively prompt. They
immediately asked retailers to remove Karl Jones’s fakes of my work as
well as all his other books from their shelves. Amazon turned out to be
the slowest to react. They were also the only retailer to ask me to
provide proof that I hold the rights in these books (that must be around
the fourth time I’ve had to provide such proof to them. Shame they
didn’t ask Karl Jones to provide some).
I must also mention that the sympathy and support from every author who
commented on my post on kboards was tremendous. The thread to my
original post grew a very long tail (here’s the link if you’d like to
have a browse:
K-Boards Forum
But then fates
decided to do what they do best and put a spike in my wheel. My internet
connection died shortly after my post on kboards and I was unable to
keep up with what was happening. I was only reconnected on Sunday 27
July.
I’ve
managed to respond to most of the comments by borrowing a kind friend’s
computer for a few hours (thanks Chrissie!). But before my internet
connection went kaput, I also received a second email from another
Rafferty fan. She sent a link with the name ‘Karl Jones’ on the UK and
Eire Paedophile Register. A kindleboarder had posted the same link. But I
don’t feel able to comment on that as I have no way of knowing if this
Karl Jones is the same one who plagiarised my work. If he is, he’s an
extremely unpleasant character whose other ‘P’ crimes are far worse than
plagiarising.
As
well as sympathy, several kboarders offered more: Carroll invited me to
write this blog post about my experience and I was also invited to do a
podcast for letteschat (which I’ll be doing live at 8.00 PM New York
time on 31 July). Fingers crossed my internet connection cooperates!
One
kboarder even offered to organise a whip-round in case I changed my
mind and decided to sue and several authors said they’d be happy to chip
in. What a lovely gesture. I was moved to tears that people I had never
met should offer to help in this way.
Why did this man
pick on my work? I’ve no idea. I’m not one of the writing world’s stars.
Nor do I earn a fortune. Although many of the public, who read about
writers like J K Rowling, imagine all authors earn spectacular amounts,
it simply ain’t so. I live in a small terraced house and drive a
second-hand car. I often buy my clothes from charity shops and sometimes
(especially when my income doesn’t quite stretch to the end of the
month) dinner is beans on toast.
I
rely on my writing income to live and to pay my bills. I turned indie
towards the end of 2010 after refusing to sign the latest contract from
my publisher as I thought the demand for the digital rights to my entire
back-list was a demand too far and they refused to publish my latest
work unless I signed on the dotted line. I’d followed the indie
revolution and the blogs of a number of authors who’d already taken the
decision to go independent and publish their books on Amazon’s Kindle
and elsewhere, so I was aware that digital rights could be a valuable
commodity. Why should I sign mine over to my publishers and receive a
meagre share of the digital income when I could earn a far greater
percentage by publishing myself on Kindle?
After studying the
reports of these authors’ progress and sales which they generously
shared (Joe Konrath’s posts in particular), I felt encouraged to follow
suit. I was fortunate in that I mostly write about series characters and
that I have a substantial back-list (fifteen in my Rafferty&
Llewellyn series and two in my Casey & Catt series, as well as
other, standalone books), so I decided to take my chance and go it
alone.
To
be frank, I didn’t think I could do any worse by publishing direct with
Amazon, Smashwords and the rest of the retailers/distributors than I’d
done with various traditional publishers over the years. I’d never
earned enough from my writing to be able to give up my day jobs and
write full-time. My work was marketed in a minimalist fashion that meant
it sank without trace. I was never given the support that would enable
me to rise above the mid-list, which meant my sales were as minimalist
as the marketing my books had received. It’s the same for the vast
majority of authors, not just me (see this post on the Reports of
Authors’ Earnings:
WriterlyWitterings. Before Kindle, if we wished to be published, we had no other option but to accept these less than generous contracts.
But Amazon changed
all that. Imagine my astonishment when within six-eight months of
uploading as many of my novels as I was able, time wise, to publish on
Kindle, for the first time in my writing life I was actually earning a
full-time living. I could scarcely believe it.
Yes,
the heady early days on Kindle of large (large for me, anyway!) sales
on Kindle when everyone put a Kindle on their Christmas list, have long
gone alas and my sales have settled down to a regular, far from enormous
number.
I get by—just—most of the time. But after all my years of striving
and working 7-day weeks, to have the products of my industry lifted by a
man too lazy to write his own books, was galling.
Thankfully,
the copies of my books that he stole have been removed from Amazon,
Draft2Digital, Createspace and Smashwords and D2D has, as I said,
removed Jones’s ‘work’ in its entirety. It might take a little longer
for ‘his’ books to be removed from the shelves of Barnes & Noble,
Apple, Kobo and other smaller concerns; it usually takes a little while
for such instructions to filter through and my internet access is still
intermittant at best so I’ve been unable to check.
Now
I must just hope Jones doesn’t start over with a new ‘author’ name and a
new email account and begin his plagiarism all over again, as I imagine
it was his intention to steal all fifteen books in my Rafferty series.
I
don’t know if there’s any sure-fire way of stopping plagiarisers like
Karl Jones, but I’m a firm believer in ‘what goes around comes around’.
In time, the fates, karma, whatever one chooses to call it, will deliver
to Jones the punishment he so richly deserves and when that day
arrives, I’ll be the first to applaud.
But until then, it
is only by being vigilant that authors can protect their work and
hard-won income from predators like Karl Jones. I’ve already made clear
that most authors, me included, don’t earn a lot; but we’re doing what
we love and getting paid a fair sum for our efforts (which is, for many
of us old mid-listers, akin to a miracle). So when we finally achieve
the dream we’d worked so hard for—a liveable income—it’s tough indeed
when thieves like Jones take the bread from our mouths. My baked bean
dinners taste far nicer with a slice of toast, after all.
I
urge other authors to check out Karl Jones’s claimed novels, many of
which, in various genres (the last time I was able to check), remained
on most retailers’ shelves.
I’d
like to thank all the readers and authors who voted down his reviews
and ‘outed’ him to the world. His name is now well and truly known, but
not in a way I imagine he much likes. Thanks also to Carroll for the
invitation to write this guest post; it’s helped me to write about my
experience as will doing the podcast I have also been invited to do.
Lastly,
I’d like to thank the lovely ladies who emailed me with the tip offs
about this man’s reprehensible activities. If it hadn’t been for them
I’d have carried on in ignorance of his theft and he’d have been able to
continue to profit from my labour. Readers—ain’t they just great?!
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I
understand that Geraldine Evans isn't the first person to have her work
plagiarized, and unfortunately, she won't be the last. But if you can
go to the K-Boards Forum through the link provided above and give her
some support / advice, I know she would be most grateful.
As
for Karl Jones, let's hope he rots away in prison like the pedophile
monster that he is. Like the plagiarist that he is - as I am getting
word that most of his work has now been removed from most of the book
sites where he had them listed and posted. That is good news. Especially
for Geraldine Evans.
No
author should have to spend his or her time dealing with people like
Karl Jones, they should be spending their time writing new stories for
readers to read. And as for Karl Jones and people like him, if you can't
write, find another profession to pursue. There's no shame in conceding
to the fact that you're not a writer, but there is a ton of shame for
those who plagiarize from writers - and get caught. I hope Karl Jones is
now feeling the shame. But I doubt it. People like him have no shame -
or morality.
I'm Carroll Bryant ..... and this is The Looking Glass.