As a result of my dear husband’s surprise anniversary gift (an iPad2!), I recently found myself in possession of not one, not two, but three electronic reading devices.
Yes indeed, this ravenous reader who once declared she wouldn’t have a Kindle for love nor money, ended up with a Sony Reader, a Nook, and an iPad all within the space of one year.
Well – none of them was a Kindle 🙂
At any rate, I certainly didn’t need all those e-readers, so when my friend C. mentioned the other day that she was thinking of buying a Nook to take with her to China (she and her husband have moved there for three years), I gladly offered up mine. “Please take it,” I said. “It’s brand new and gathering dust on my shelf. I’d love for you to use it.”
In the end, we worked out a trade – she had a just-as-new Galaxy Smart Phone (which wouldn’t work in China) and which I was interested in getting for myself.
So, we swapped.
I’ve started reading Tina Fey’s memoir, Bossypants, on my iPad (the Kindle app version), and I’m not terribly impressed. Oh, the book is fine – it’s funny, and irreverent, and totally Fey-ish. But I have to say straight out – I’ve had three e-reading devices now, and I just don’t like the whole e-reading experience.
Nope. I miss holding the book, I miss turning the pages, I miss feeling the paper, I miss smelling the ink, I miss jotting notes in the margins, I miss, I miss, I miss…
Of the three e-readers, the one that most closely approximated the book reading experience, at least in a tactile sense, was my Sony reader. It was about the size and heft of a trade paperback, and it had a soft leather cover which made it open just like a book. I could hold it with my thumb and click the page turn button at the same time. The Nook was heavier (because it had the internet, so it adds weight to contain the whole world wide web in there). It’s touch controlled, so I kept accidentally swiping it the wrong way creating all kinds of havoc. The iPad neither looks nor feels anything like a book, so in terms of replicating my beloved book reading experience, it falls the shortest of them all. And I’ll never feel comfortable taking it into the bathtub, which is one of my favorite reading places.
No one can say I didn’t give e-readers a good try.
But in my book, nothing replaces the real thing.
Now tell me true, who really likes e-readers better than real books??