Bibliophile
Michael was silly enough to write this on 10 Jul 2010, and has diligently filed this under N'importe quoi
I stepped into the future this morning. I opened up my package from Amazon.com, and found my birthday present to myself, my new Kindle. For a long time, I poo-poo’d the whole idea of the Kindle. Books should be printed on paper and bound with glue and have pretty and colorful and attractive covers to look at. And people should have copious bookshelves on which to hold these books.
At the same time, I was secretly intrigued by the technology and the possibilities of the Kindle. Remember when I went to Palm Springs all those years ago? I used to lug three or more paperbacks with me, some of which were parts of series, and after finishing them, I would often drag myself out of my pool-side chair to drive to the Barnes & Noble in Palm Desert only to find that they didn’t have what I wanted. And I would be kinda pissed off. Well, those days are over with the Kindle. Seriously. This is not an advertisement. I’m not being paid for this. I love the Kindle. Now that I have one for myself and have seen how it works, I wonder why I waited so long.
When V and I moved into our current abode, we made a sacrifice with space. There is no room here for bookshelves and a library. When I cleared out my storage, I “donated” dozens of paperbacks that I didn’t really want to get rid of, but in all reality, couldn’t keep anywhere. Granted, I’ll have to repurchase those books that I would like to read again, but I won’t ever have to move stuff around to find a spot to put them anymore — and feel guilty about doing so. They’re all stored on the device, and even if I remove them from the device, they’re stored at Amazon’s site and can be downloaded again at a moment’s notice. I’m totally in love.
That said, I really do hope it hooks me up again. I loved to read and distract myself from reality for a while. But with computers and the internet and YouTube and everything else vying for my attention — and fucking WoW, Jesus on the cross, Ennis is dragging his butt to get to 80, honestly — I wonder how effective it will be. I hope so. And I hope that more college classes allow Kindle versions of their textbooks to be used. OMG. Can you imagine? I’ve already seen a few listed, and it’s bound to happen.
This is the way of the future. I can’t wait.


