Webtoons Careers Novelas e Histórias

“Not really. I started drawing when I was very young. It's just that I started submitting my work when I was a senior in high school. I hadn’t expected to start my career so successfully.” “Senior year is packed with homework and preparations for college entrance exams, right?” “Yeah. I tried to make time and draw as much as I could every day back then. Sometimes, I'd stay up until the wee hours of the morning, but the satisfaction of seeing your work published in a magazine is irreplaceable!” Coco said. “Don’t you think that your job is difficult? This type of comic is not that popular, and you can’t earn much from it,” Lucas said.

“I told them you’re brilliant. I told them your art is bringing attention—real attention, not just noise.” I felt my chest lift at his words. He reached for my hand. “Your webcomic—it's not just surviving. It’s growing fast. We hired three people today.” My brain buzzed. “People?” He nodded. “Yes. A manager, an editor, and a social media coordinator.” I blinked. “We?” He squeezed my hand. “I did it. I want it to run well.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised. He brushed a hair from my face. “You deserve this.”

He wrangled Darius into helping him with the dialogue for the pages while he does all the art himself. So far, they only post one page a week on WebToons, but they’ve gotten quite the following. There’s even been talk that once they have enough pages completed about publishing a physical copy. Riko loves getting to read each new page as it’s published. She doesn’t peek or ask to see the pages before they get uploaded.

No doubt she required a nice sleep to recharge herself for next morning, but no kind of exhaustion could refrain her from pursuing the dream of becoming a webtoonist. On other side of the picture● A man was sitting in front of his Macbook with an intent stare darted on the glowing screen. "Uh? What's this, there are ten comments in a single day?" His sharp flickering silver eyes inspected every single comment done on the work. "No wonder they all arrived out of the mouse holes when the sex scene approached, pathetic perverts!" The man's expression grimaced with disgust as soon he read the people demanding a good scenario. "I wonder how she is going to depict me. Mm, it seems she is not going

Now, what gave Willow the most joy was that her mother was about to become one of those amazing people. I felt enlightened. "Really?" "Of course." Julian chimed in, analyzing the benefits for me. "If your work gets seen by enough people online, there's a chance your comics could be published. Perhaps it'll be seen by other companies, and they'll hire you to create promotional illustrations. In short, there are a lot of benefits." The more they talked, the more it seemed that this job might suit me better. "Alright, I'll give it a try once I have some free time."