The authors write, "The whole point of making a collection is to end up with something of interest to others."
And here I thought that the point, if any, to a collection is to collect something I, myself, am interested in. I thought that collecting was a hobby, something done for one's own amusement and enjoyment at one's leisure.
This book, however, seems to be aimed at teen-agers who want to collect for profit.
One thing that annoys me whenever I read this book is that the authors
criticize teens who collect things they consider to be trivial. They actually
say that these young collectors are at fault.
Since when is collecting what you want to collect a fault? And, ironically,
some of the things the authors describe as trivial have been sold for
a humongous amount of money.
On the plus side, there are some fascinating anecdotes, and the authors do mention some interesting things to collect. I enjoy reading about collecting just about as much as I enjoy working on my own collections.
Would I have enjoyed this book when I was a teen-ager? As the saying goes, the jury is out on that one.
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