The Fantasy Fan, Volume 2, Number 3, November 1934

A candid, self‑deprecating memoir opens this issue, where the editor confesses to having “money to burn” yet choosing instead to fund a fledgling fantasy fan magazine. He outlines the harsh economics of niche publishing in the early 1930s, noting that true enthusiasts are few but fiercely loyal. The tone blends dry humor with earnest admiration for the imagination‑driven readers who keep such a venture alive despite limited circulation.

The piece then becomes a heartfelt appeal to those very fans, urging each subscriber to recruit just one more kindred spirit so the periodical can survive. Interwoven with quirky personal anecdotes—like being born on Friday the 13th and sharing a house with a sinister black cat—it paints a vivid picture of a passionate community rallying around their love of speculative fiction. Listeners will feel the editor’s devotion and the palpable excitement of a hobby that refuses to fade.