You might have seen this darling comic around Pinterest lately or in the New York Times Book review back in April. When I happened across it for the second time this week, I knew exactly what to write about today: the book of the future.
I have very nearly bought a Kindle or Nook at least four times in the past year. Every time my husband and I go visit his parents, I take at least two books in my bag, in addition to my school books. That seems normal, right? It only gets ridiculous when I tote two books over to my parents house, which is five minutes away and also full of books from when I was a kid. Yet when I think I’ll just take one book, I cannot make up my mind. What will I feel like reading while my husband and dad watch whatever sport is in season? Do I want something that requires a lot of thought, or something easy and fun? Do I want to laugh or cry? Do I want a book I can finish in a day or to start a longer read? Do I need to take my textbooks and do my homework? My bag is so heavy!
When that line of thought runs through my head, I think I should buy an e-reader of some sort, if only to save my shoulders and back.
But then I pick up a book and fan the pages and feel the texture of the paper and the cover and smell that bookish scent.
I cannot make the leap quite yet.
Until next Thursday,
[image by Grant Snider]
p.s. Sorry for disappearing (or not appearing, actually) last week. We didn’t get an internet connection in our new apartment until Sunday night.