I’ve loved reading since I was a kid. I guess I could say that I have loved books since I was a kid, and that would be true, but…

Shelf of books
33 books, roughly two banker’s boxes, and many pounds

A couple of years ago, I bought a Kindle eBook reader. I was conflicted at the time. There’s a lot to be said for holding an actual book made of paper. It feels different with the heft and texture of the paper. It’s nostalgic, familiar. 

Amazon Kindle with cover
Hundreds of books, slips into the inside pocket of my coat, no banker’s boxes required

But I was nonetheless intrigued by the idea of fitting hundreds of books into something roughly the size of a Cliff Notes.

Soon I was seduced by the ease with which I could obtain new stuff to read, and by the convenience of bringing a small library with me wherever I go. Now I’ve mostly replaced reading hardcopy books with reading them electronically.

There is one key thing that helped suck me in: gravity.

Books are heavy. When you average more than one move per year, that’s a lot of packing, lifting, unpacking and finding-space-for.

In a way, it feels like I have betrayed my love of books. Yet, I’ve read more in the last couple of years than I had for a long time before I got the Kindle. So I take some solace from knowing I at least honor my love of reading.

How about you? What are your thoughts on eBooks? Do you have one? Are you sworn to never use one as long as you live?

Book Betrayal
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