Quite a serendipitous "Zippy" strip by Bill Griffith the other day, coming the week of the official release of Transformation Summer – I'm betting there are a lot of you out there who love books in their corporeal form, and hopefully you'll get yourself a copy of my little literary endeavor. Just for the record, though, I would never disdain those who might opt for the eBook version; I'd give you a hearty handshake, clap you on the back and offer a robust "Thanks!"
Some years ago, my mother bought me a Kindle as a birthday/Christmas present; she'd been using one herself, so in this facet of technology she was ahead of me, for once. It was the kind of situation where I had been quite interested in these gadgets, but not enough to buy one myself, so I was very grateful for her thoughtfulness. I dove into the deep end and read a couple of dozen titles, from Ron Chernow's Washington: A Life to Twain's A Tramp Abroad to John Cleland's Fanny Hill. But eventually the Kindle wound up on my shelf: I simply preferred the feel of a book in my hands, and the act of turning the pages – especially when I wanted to quickly check something in an earlier part of the book, but wasn't sure exactly where it was.
I still have that Kindle on the shelf, and I'm sure I'll give it a whirl again sometime. Of course, first I have to recharge it, then figure out the controls all over again. Hmm. Maybe after I read that book I got the other day...
I'm not a Luddite by any means, but I know what I like.