I posted this picture of my inventory on Instagram the other night:
This is a picture of my complete inventory of Richy Vegas Comics. Last year I planned on doing a count of how many issues I had, but then I said, "Fuck it." I have a bunch of comics. Okay? The other night I decided to try and sell them at comic cons and zine fest for only ONE DOLLAR per eighty pages of qualificious Richy Vegas goodness. Yasss! That's ONE MEASLY DOLLAR per book, folks.
It's a classic story of too much supply versus not enough demand. This is my legacy as an artist. I don't want to have to recycle eighty percent of my inventory when all is said and done. Okay? I will also offer these comics at musical performances for FREE. Yes, Mr. and Mrs. America, you heard me right, for FREE. If I can't put a significant dent in this inventory by offering these books at a price range of ONE DOLLAR all the way down to FREE, I guess that my next step will be to PAY PEOPLE to take them. I plan on writing a song advertising my FREE books at my musical performances. I don't have any ideas of the words or music right now, but I'll get on it when I have a gig booked, I guess.
This is all part of my effort to focus my attentions on a viable plan B, for when plan A falls through. Plan A, as readers will remember, is where I finally receive the recognition that I deserve in my identity as Richy Vegas and get my wing-wang sucked every day by supermodels. I planned on plan A coming to fruition, this time around, on my birthday next month. The problem with plan A lies in the fact that such an outcome is entirely out of my hands. Plan B, where I try to foist my books off on an unsuspecting public by any means necessary, looks more doable that Plan A.
I plan on completing eight more issues of my book, printing up one hundred copies of each issue like always, and then working on whittling the resulting mass of scrumditaliumptious Richy Vegas geniusness down to a number of books that I can stand to send off to recycling. Say, thirty percent of my inventory. If I do any more books after I complete this series, I will just have a small number of books printed up for the purpose of documentation and leave it at that.
It's a classic story of too much supply versus not enough demand. This is my legacy as an artist. I don't want to have to recycle eighty percent of my inventory when all is said and done. Okay? I will also offer these comics at musical performances for FREE. Yes, Mr. and Mrs. America, you heard me right, for FREE. If I can't put a significant dent in this inventory by offering these books at a price range of ONE DOLLAR all the way down to FREE, I guess that my next step will be to PAY PEOPLE to take them. I plan on writing a song advertising my FREE books at my musical performances. I don't have any ideas of the words or music right now, but I'll get on it when I have a gig booked, I guess.
This is all part of my effort to focus my attentions on a viable plan B, for when plan A falls through. Plan A, as readers will remember, is where I finally receive the recognition that I deserve in my identity as Richy Vegas and get my wing-wang sucked every day by supermodels. I planned on plan A coming to fruition, this time around, on my birthday next month. The problem with plan A lies in the fact that such an outcome is entirely out of my hands. Plan B, where I try to foist my books off on an unsuspecting public by any means necessary, looks more doable that Plan A.
I plan on completing eight more issues of my book, printing up one hundred copies of each issue like always, and then working on whittling the resulting mass of scrumditaliumptious Richy Vegas geniusness down to a number of books that I can stand to send off to recycling. Say, thirty percent of my inventory. If I do any more books after I complete this series, I will just have a small number of books printed up for the purpose of documentation and leave it at that.
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