

"The modern master of the gamebook format" (Rob Sanders)... "Can do dark very well" (Jonathan Oliver)... "Green gets mileage out of his monsters" (SFX Magazine)... "It takes a firm editorial hand and a keen understanding of the tone of each piece to make a collection this diverse work, and Green makes it look effortless" (Starburst Magazine)... "A charming blend of camp creatures, humour, and genuine horror" (Set the Tape)
When you write copy you have the right to copyright the copy you write. You can write good and copyright but copyright doesn’t mean copy good – it might not be right good copy, right?
Now, writers of religious services write rite, and thus have the right to copyright the rite they write.
Conservatives write right copy, and have the right to copyright the right copy they write. A right wing cleric might write right rite, and have the right to copyright the right rite he has the right to write. His editor has the job of making the right rite copy right before the copyright would be right. Then it might be copy good copyright.
Should Thom Wright decide to write, then Wright might write right rite, which Wright has a right to copyright. Copying that rite would copy Wright’s right rite, and thus violate copyright, so Wright would have the legal right to right the wrong. Right?
Legals write writs which is a right or not write writs right but all writs, copied or not, are writs that are copyright. Judges make writers write writs right.
Advertisers write copy which is copyright the copy writer’s company, not the right of the writer to copyright. But the copy written is copyrighted as written, right?
Wrongfully copying a right writ, a right rite or copy is not right.
Right?
Copyright 1991 Shelley Herman S.P.E.B.S.Q.S.A., Whittier Chapter.
Adapted and Appended by Scott Simmerman. If you wish to copy or write
this as copy, please be certain to copy right the copyright — contributed to
Swenny’s E-Mail Funnies by Carter Olson, St. Paul, MN
Equal parts Sherlock Holmes, Oliver Twist, Edgar Allen Poe, and Frankenstein, this Victorian-flavored fantasy manages to cobble together a helter-skelter collection of gas lamp thriller inspired themes into a rollicking modern take on the good old-fashioned penny dreadful.
Set in late 1990s Magna Britannia, an alternate England enveloped in the Smog and closely resembling the set of a Dickens novel, Agent of the Empire Ulysses Quicksilver and his unflappable manservant, Nimrod (a close literary relative of Lord Peter Wimsey’s Bunter and Bertie Wooster’s Jeeves), battle criminal monkeys, crazed vivisectionists, and lousy ale as they attempt to uncover the truth behind the theft of an alleged mermaid specimen in the seaside town of Whitby.