I now am the proud owner of a Kindle. If you’ve got a Target in your town, you may wish to check to see if they still have any on the shelves; if so, they may be on clearance as they stopped carrying them.
Trying e-books vs. dead tree editions is a small adventure, but one I’m liking so far. I own another e-reader that is not nearly as convenient. The Kindle is it’s own animal and a whole other experience.
I resisted the shift a little bit. Books feel good. They smell nice. There is something about turning a page that isn’t replicated by advancing a screen. But at the same time, knowing that I have access to many books at once is cool, especially since I can carry them around in a package that is lighter than most hardbacks.
As I progress as a writer, I’m wondering how the e-book is going to change the profession I’ve sought to join all my adult life. On the one hand, I now have a short story collection that I didn’t have to vet through a publisher. But then again, so do a lot of people.
I’m worried that since there are so many words available in electronic media that any individual manuscript, however much effort or skill went into publishing it, will be devalued. I’m selling my collection for a buck, promoting it every so often for free. The question of how the ability to do that will effect the way books are seen is something that concerns me, and not only because I’d like to make a living at this. It worries me that writing, good writing, will be taken for granted.
Only time will tell. But in the meantime, there’s something nice about being able to go “Hey, what was the name of that novel” and not only have the answer, but have it in my hands in a matter of minutes.