I wanted to tell an interesting story. I collected books. My favorite author is a guy named Thomas ligotti.
Before my stroke and three brain surgeries, I was going to sell this fanzine and split the money with my daughter. It was worth I estimated a couple hundred bucks.
Flash forward I had a stroke and three brain surgeries.
This book is now relatively unavailable. The author does not like the contents. I think it has never been collected. Because he is not prolific, it makes this book rare now. It's a fanzine stapled.
There are none for sale for instance. At all.
I know I saw this somewhere. As I sorted through my belongings after the apocalypse of my life unfolded. I looked at it in a box, and was satisfied it was safe.
Now it's gone, it's probably somewhere. If I find it I am going to try and sell it for a good price. I was thinking of a stupid price and then triple it. Just to see. There are none for sale at all.
But I still need to find it again. To be continued.