[[Apronni speaks further with the little bird, who is perched on his sill.]]
APRONNI: You’re really THE bird! The little bird who tells people things! WOW! I hear about you all the time! This is incredible!
BIRD (setting a straw hat jauntily upon his little bird head): Yeah, well, I got fifty thousand more tidbits to tell people before 9PM, so…
APRONNI: Is it -- JUST you? ALWAYS? There isn’t a little bird corps? You’re THE little bird?
BIRD: I used to have a lizard and a raccoon helping me out too, but it muddled the brand.
[CUT AWAY TO: A new man, Cuthbert, addresses his coworker]
CUTHBERT: ’Morning, Jerbert! A weird raccoon told me your daughter’s about to graduate from kindergarten!
JERBERT: You are never to talk TO or OF my family EVER AGAIN
[BACK TO SCENE]
APRONNI: Sure, I can see that.
APRONNI: But WHY do you go around telling people things? What’s your angle?
BIRD: Right now I’m just building up a dedicated user base. I’ll probably pivot to a freemium model later
{{come to roost at WONDERMARK.COM}}
The lizard asked for too much equity too early. You gotta check your ego at the door in this business, man.
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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