Or Why Collect?

There are days, unlike this one, I wonder why I collect? What is it about these four color books that hold my attention with a measly 22 pages? Is it the artwork of scantily clad super heroines? Is it the -script that leaves me hanging, on the very last page, of the very last panel, with the very last word?

Is it the possibility of the value, the hope I might have the next Amazing Spider-Man #1, Incredible Hulk #181, New Mutants #98, or more recently a high grade copy of Walking Dead #1; preferably signed by Robert Kirkman and graded by CGC? And let's face it, if I had those, would I even bother selling them? Aren't bragging rights so much better? Money can always be earned, but acquiring a Gem Mint New Mutants #98 is like nothing I could ever imagine, although I did try. Apparently I have not earned enough.

The Baltimore Comic Con is approaching. I didn't apply for press this year since the new job was going to interfere, funny enough; in such a short span, the new job became the old job. I am now open to spend the weekend enjoying the full convention. A friend of mine will be joining me for this event. I have already warned her of my intentional and unintentional desire to geek out and what will be the icing on the cake is not only meeting and greeting Sal Buscema, but the legendary Bagofleas.

It's people like him along with Ronnylama, Lee K, And Surfer99 that I communicate with on a regular basis that has me loving why I collect comicbooks. There are others like Koholo1256, Shivabali, and ThePastorofMuppets that I like to interact with, (the last on the list more so through Instagram). This is the reason today that I so love to collect comic books, graded or otherwise. What's your reason?

Thanks for Reading

Tnerb

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