i'm so happy. cause today I found my friends. they're in my head.
That absolutely blows my mind. In this instance, the Kindle, with Amazon's help, has become, for Orwell's books, a memory hole.This is yet another example of why I won't be leaping into e-books or the Kindle any time soon. I read something a week or two ago that adds a spin to this as well -- publishers right now have a limit on the number of times an e-book may be copied from device to device -- and Amazon can't tell you what that limit is until you've hit it. The Consumerist blogs about it here: http://tinyurl.com/kl3acoAnd if you want to read the book again, you have to buy it again. No, I won't be getting rid of the 1,000-plus volume library we have at home any time soon.
I have my phases, but I'm not a big book reader anymore, outside of work and school. But when I have the itch to read a novel, more often than not I buy it in hardback. I love the aesthetic experience of reading a nicely bound and printed book. I read all day on a computer screen, and am fine with digital media as a way to get at information. But I think words-as-art should be delivered in a more sensual, artful medium. No gadget will ever be that for me.
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