In the years following Edgar Rice Burroughs' death in 1950 it became increasingly difficult to find his books. All but a few Tarzan novels went out of print, forcing eager readers to hunt through used book stores for buried treasure. Even with such a scarcity, Burroughs still attracted new readers. After the glory days of the 1960s and 1970s, when virtually everything Burroughs wrote was made available, his books started disappearing again. Many titles are once more out of print. While older readers hunt through used book stores for elusive titles, new readers still somehow manage to find Burroughs. And when two Burroughs readers meet -- then as now -- the reaction is usually something like: "I thought I was the only one!"

Through the Internet many readers are discovering that they aren't alone in their love of the works of Edgar Rice Burroughs. Chat rooms, Web sites, electronic mailing lists -- there are many ways ERB fans can gather to share in their common interest. And the Internet is now the means by which we can introduce a new generation to one of the most durable of fan productions: the fanzine. 

There have been thousands of fanzines produced over the years, some of them written up on old typewriters and run through a copying machine, others elaborately produced and professionally printed. In either case such fanzines are put together by those who love their subject and want to share their opinions with others. The Burroughs Bulletin has been around since 1947, one of the most durable of the fanzines. Those who write, illustrate and edit for the Bulletin do so because they love the stories of Edgar Rice Burroughs. No doubt you do as well, else you wouldn't be visiting our Web site. You're not the only one! Read an article or two, drop us a line, check out the print version of The Burroughs Bulletin, come to a Dum-Dum -- give into the magic of Edgar Rice Burroughs! 
 

IN THE WORDS OF EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS...

" (Tarzan) was just a character that happened to catch the public's fancy; interest in him grew until it astonished me. As a boy I love the story of Romulus and Remus, who founded Rome, and I love, too, the boy Mowgli in Kipling's "Jungle Books." I suppose Tarzan was the result of those early loves. Perhaps the fact that I lived in Chicago and yet hated cities and crowds of people made me sense, my escape from unpleasant reality. Perhaps that is the reason for his success with modern readers. Maybe he takes them, too, away from humdrum reality. Mrs. Burroughs calls me a low-brow. I guess I am, but then so are the most of us, aren't we? Perhaps that is another reason why Tarzan appeals to the mass of people rather than to a select few. "