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Please Enjoy the Music While We Adjust Our Personal Lives

Dear Loyal Readers,

Sometimes life requires a little more of our time than we would like. That goes for yours truly as well. Illness in my family, moving (a personal move, not the business), and a few other personal obligations will keep me from the regular blog for a couple of weeks (at least). In the meantime, enjoy the music of your life, and the "fillers" here at Confessions until things get back to "normal" (whatever that might be).
   Happy trails,

   The Comic Book Pusher

This wonderful bit of animation comes via my good friend Jonathan Douglas, who, like a Mighty Hero of Legend, entered my life and added great wonders and adventures beyond the experience of mere mortals. I'll tell you more about Jon and his amazing talents in future blogs. In the meantime, enjoy the music, and the animation. -- The Comic Book Pusher

How On Krypton Did I Get Here? Part Six: "This Place Rocks!" -- The "Cheers" of Comic Book Stores

By The Comic Book Pusher

I launched the retail operations of The Comics Club in August 1994 with lots of fanfare and fun, but the months and weeks leading up to the grand opening were quite a challenge. I had other career options to consider, but none of them were as sexy as the idea of running a full-time retail business.
   One of those options was continuing my journalism career as a writer for Entertainment Retailer, a new publication being launched for retailers by the good people at Wizard Entertainment. You may have heard of another magazine they publish:Wizard: The Magazine of Comics, Entertainment and Pop Culture.
I had been in contact with Joe Yanarella, who at the time was the managing editor at Wizard, about a series of articles I had proposed for Entertainment Retailer. As fate would have it, just after Joe contacted me with the go-ahead to write the articles, I signed a three-year lease on the space for The Comics Club's new retail store. I contacted Joe, explaining th…

We Interrupt This Blog For A Burst of Cranial Flurry . . .

By The Comic Book Pusher

The next time you find yourself in your local comic book store, stop and look around at your settings. Does it look like you are at the Straw Market in the Bahamas, or perhaps a flea market? Is it anything like standing in the driveway of a home having a garage sale? If the establishment is owned by hard working, self respecting people who are doing their best to operate a quality retail store, then your answer should be an easy "No, of course not, Mr. Pusher! It's a specialty retail store!"
   I am always fascinated by the mentality of some individuals who have the gall to think that just because they are shopping in a "Mom & Pop" store it is okay to press the owner to negotiate prices on the merchandise being offered for sale. I had just such an unpleasant experience (yet again) with a customer the other day.
   This customer was new to my store. I introduced myself, proudly gave him the grand tour of our sales floor and, in response…

How on Krypton did I get here? Part Five: Where No Sane Man Had Gone Before (Or If One Did, Was Sane No More!)

By The Comic Pusher
Selling my first comic book as a legitimate comic book pusher in 1989 through my newly created mail-order company, The Comics Club, wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. At that time, most people still did not have computers, and many of those that did still did not have internet access. Even the ones with internet access could only communicate at the slowest speeds. In those dark ancient days, and for a while after, advertising and sales of back-issue comic books on a national or global level was still being done via print media advertising and mail order.    Putting together the catalog of back issues from my collection, which by then had grown to more than 3,000 comics and become my new company's inventory, was great fun. Publication layout and design was something I already had some experience with, and I put that knowledge to use. Writing the classified advertisement on the other hand, with its limited space for words, was somewhat more of a challenge…

How on Krypton Did I Get Here? Part Four: A Merchant Prince is Born

By The Comics Book Pusher
The idea that certain comic books had gained some considerable monetary value to them over the years reignited my interest and brought me back into the wonderful world of comics. This time not just for the entertainment value, although I was very much enjoying reading them again, but for a new purpose that excited the capitalist in me -- profit.
   "How do you know how much a comic book is worth?" I asked the young man behind the folding card table that served as the comic book store's checkout counter. He suggested The Overstreet Comic Book Price Guide, by Robert M. Overstreet. "Great! Do you have it?" I ventured further. "Nope. Out of stock," he replied from behind his comic book. "Can you order it for me?" I inquired. "No, but bookstores have them," he offered. I thanked him, headed over to the bookstore at the mall where I purchased a copy of the new 1987 edition of the Overstreet. When I got home, I read it …