"You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me." - C.S. Lewis
"I would be the most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves." - Anna Quindlen
Last time I went Dumpster-diving for coupons I came home with a bunch of magazines and I'm slowly working my way through them. Last night I read this and got a sinking feeling:
"The age of the e-book is officially here. It's a parlor game in publishing circles to guess how long it will take for e-books to constitute a majority of books sold in the U.S. New figures show the answer is soon."
MAJORITY? SOON? The article (in the March 21, 2011, issue of Time) went on to say that e-book sales grew 164 percent from 2009 to 2010. I am not opposed to change, progress or technology (hello, blog), but I don't always think technological advances equal progress.
I am strongly in favor of leisurely browsing at friendly bookstores and libraries, of sharing books among friends, of turning down page corners to mark my spot, and of the way those pages smell. I would buy a candle called "New Book."
I like underlining my favorite lines. I like flipping through used books and seeing what previous owners underlined. I like feeling instant kinship based on what I see on someone's bookshelves. Speaking of bookshelves, I love built-in ones, and I think their highest and best use is not displaying knickknacks.
I don't like the trend toward online newspapers and magazines, but I understand it. And I know people don't form an emotional bond with the Sunday paper.
But books? Different story. I remember one time, reading "The Stone Diaries," when one of its sentences struck me as so utterly perfect and right that I literally hugged the book. Could I hug an e-reader? Would I? I hope I never have to find out.
Any book lovers who have made the switch want to try to change my mind?