Ever since the dawn of Amazon's Kindle I have been vehemently against electronic books. Part of it is due to the silliness of 'soon they will replace real books completely' and 'but you love to read! don't you want one?' No matter what anyone says I find it hard to believe that real, paper books are going to just disappear. Sure, maybe they'll become less but they're not going to just go away.
I love books. I love how they feel, how they smell, picking one up, and being able to fold pages over or run my finger under the words. Ever since I learned to read I've devoured at least 8 books a summer. And now, since I have temporarily vacated my home state, I was limited to 2. 2 books was all I could travel with. And for someone like me, this is devastation.
The dawn of the electronic book has increased the number of readers. Nothing about this is bad. The electronic book makes countless titles more accessible. Nothing about this is bad, either. All you need to carry is one fairly small device and you are essentially carrying an entire library. This sort of access was unimaginable before the Kindle. And now you can take you pick of Kindle, or Nook, or iPad. You can access the internet, buy books as soon as you hear about them, broaden the books you hear about. The possibilites really seem endless, and even though I have remained stubborn for so long, the lack of books on my bed stand is a sad and lonely picture.
I will never abandon the old-fashioned book. They are my first true love. But I may need to consider being a part of the present and having everything I want in a small, portable package.
Not Jane Austen, though. That just seems wrong.
--Rachael
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