Blogathon 07/24: Boodle

I am a fan of reading. Not Reading, the town in Berkshire. I am not a fan of that place. What I am a fan of, however, is reading. That’s read-ing. Yes, that one. As a published author, and the creator of two consistently five-star-rated novels (I might come back and edit that so it doesn’t sound so up my own arse), you might expect me to be a fan of writing which… I sort of am. But I think I’m a bigger fan of reading. The more I read the more I learn. As Sylvia Plath once said. And if she didn’t (she didn’t, ed), she should have. BTW, Sylvia Plath is next on top of my virtual TBR pile and that brings me to the point of today’s rambly pile of nonsense.

I prefer a real book over a Kindle book. Real books have a touch unique to paperbacks and hardbacks. Real books have a smell all of their own; whether it’s a new book, fresh off the shelves of your favourite bookstore (and I do love a new book smell), or it’s a previously-loved 35-year-old paperback from a dusty bookbarn (I love this smell too), each type of book has a touch and a smell and, if it’s a previously-loved paperback, there’s the prospect of finding something hidden between its pages. That actually happened to me, did I tell you? No? Well, maybe I’ll keep that anecdote up my sleeve for another day.

Anyway, books vs Kindle.

What I get from my Kindle, that books can’t give me, is a portable virtual library. My Kindle can store between 3,000 – 6,000 books. Three thousand books! In the palm of my hand! Apologies for the exclamation marks, but that’s a staggering amount of books to slip into my coat pocket. And if my Kindle should suffer a terminal event, all those books are saved in the cloud against my profile. That’s brilliant. Also brilliant is the ‘look inside’ feature, where you can ask Amazon to send an excerpt of a book to your Kindle and, if you like it, buy it on your Kindle, watch it download, and continue reading it. That is something that books will never achieve.

So my head is trying to balance the logical practicality of Kindle vs the emotional attachment of books and that, in a nutshell, is where I’m at. It’s a dichotomic crossroads and I’m stuck there.

But one thing I can tell you that books and the Kindle have in common. They both hurt when you fall asleep and you get smacked in the face.

2 thoughts on “Blogathon 07/24: Boodle

  1. I love the smell of a new Kindle.
    Secondhand Kindles have a bit of a musty smell about them, I think.

    I think I actually prefer my Kindle over real books, now.
    As you say, the ability to have that huge library at your fingertips and to be able to download a book in less than a minute, is a real boon.
    But also, with my worsening eyesight, I find it useful to be able to increase the font size, sometimes.
    And the ability to read in bed in the dark, without needing to have the light on or use a torch. Pretty good.
    And the built-in dictionary for those difficult words? How useful is that?
    Yes, I think, for me, e-ink has usurped the printed page… in my book.

    But, I think a Kindle definitely hurts more when it drops on your face.

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