When I was a kid, I would walk right on by the bins of old comics, only interested in the newest titles and stories. I stopped collecting comics in 1990, the year I went off to college, but in the last few years, I was infected with the 12-cent bug — I just can’t pass up a comic sporting the 12-cent price in the corner.
I was a Marvel kid, who delved a little into the DC universe, and every now and then, I even browsed the independent titles, but when it comes to 12-cent comics, I’m not picky at all and enjoy cowboys, space rangers, mutants, and even lovestruck high school kids. There’s just something about the artwork of that Silver Age era — the bold lines and color, and the crudeness of the drawing — that is irresistible to me now.
Condition is not an issue for me, as long as the cover looks good. I might not even know who the characters are, if the cover looks good, and the price is right, then I’ll buy it. Usually, this means that if the comic is less than five bucks, it will come home with me. Condition plays such a huge role in the value of vintage comics, that it’s actually fairly inexpensive to purchase many of these 50-year old comics. Mint copies of the very same book could sell for thousands of dollars, but I’m perfectly fine paying $5 for a 12¢ comic.
The Blogging from A to Z Challenge keeps on going, and I am still a little behind. Later today, I’ll post an article for “U” and if you liked this article, I think you’ll like the next one too!