It’s not what it is worth. It is what you can get.

You ain’t making money on your comic collection. You know I’m right. There is always an exception, yes. But it ain’t you or me, home-slice.

I started collecting comics in my early teens. Every comic was methodically sorted, bagged with a board, and sealed with scotch tape. Now a few of the older comics the tape has turned yellow and gummy. Am I making the big bucks as adolescent Billy thought? Heck no.

The comic bubble of the 90s, for a lot of people, got me out of collecting for many years. But looking back at my collection, the comics that are worth the most money were not the ones I expected. Death of Superman was a joke. No ROI there. The industry ruined the comic book experience by keeping the myth alive that comics would make you money. Then printed ungodly amounts of comics. It was and is the wrong reason for collecting. Greed killed Superman. Then the industry followed along killing off heroes. Soon enough the fans died off too.

Collecting comics is about the hunt. It is the quest to find new treasures. It should be about the love of the art and the stories inside the books. The good stories go beyond the ink. They resonate with you because there is something real there. That’s why I collect. Some of the most “valuable comics I own aren’t worth that much money. They have a memory attached to them.

Then about 2% … OK, let’s be honest … about 0.002% of the time you will have a comic that’s really worth some money. Most of the time you find it on accident. Then forget about it altogether. Then one day when thumbing through a long box you find New Mutant 98. Alone. In the corner. Without a bag and board. What?! How much is that Death of Superman unbagged worth now? Probably about as much as the newest Batman book on the shelf.

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