A couple of years ago, I took a weekend trip to Chicago. I lugged about ten pounds of books in my duffel bag and backpack, and after that trip I purchased my first Kindle and have sworn by it ever since – until now. So what changed my mind?
For my birthday last year, Scott upgraded me to a Kindle Paperwhite so I could read in bed without employing a book light or lamp. And with rare exception, I’ve read every book on an e-reader for the last two years. Most book acquisitions were e-books or audiobooks. Traveling was a breeze; instead of leaving luggage space and pulling things off my shelves, I just made sure to pack my charger.
I still like my Kindle (or at least, the idea of my Kindle). But as evident by my posts of late, I’m spending more time in bookstores and purchasing a larger quantity of hardback and paperback books than ebooks. I think I can trace the shift in my habits to a few key reasons:
Nostalgia. I’ve talked about my lifelong love of books here on the blog before, so the fact that I spent most summers in a constant book high shouldn’t be a surprise. There’s an element of tactile pleasure turning pages instead of swiping a screen, and that’s a familiar comfort on stressful (or even idle) days.
Shopping experience. I grew tired of nearby Barnes & Noble locations, and I never latched on to a neighborhood bookstore out here. Heck, even the Barnes & Noble back home was a better shopping experience (that might be nostalgia, too). I adore Changing Hands, and I want to walk in and purchase a book (or five). Contrast that with Amazon, which is that same screen experience that limits sensory indulgence.
Disconnect. AKA unplugging from the Matrix. I spend most of my day glued to a computer. I spend a lot of my free time writing and organizing through Scrivener or OmmWriter. With a book, I don’t feel connected – and without distractions, I can decompress and get lost in the book.
Prefer your books digitized or old school? Drop a comment and let me know!