The company was legitimate. Obby researched them before I sent out the paperwork (which had ALL the things that people tell you that you should NEVER give out!). But it was still terrifying to put all of that into an envelope. The FedEx Kinkos guy had to rip it out of my clenched hands. I figured, hell, I’ve already given my identity up to the internet, what’s a couple more documents? ….
As far as I know, my identity is still my own (as much as it is). Â There’s still some adventures with getting the paperwork all in. I haven’t written those cartoons yet. Hell, I haven’t written tomorrows cartoon yet. I’ve got piles and piles of notes, but I haven’t straitened them all out just yet. This is what happens when I don’t have conventions to force me into a buffer.
