I am often
an early adapter. For example, I owned
an MP3 player before the iPod was introduced in 2001. Mine was a little gadget from
iRiver that held up to 50 songs.
And in 1996,
I thought the Palm Pilot was a brilliant invention (because really, it was). All my contacts in the Palm of my hand.
But it’s
taken me awhile to adapt to a Kindle. I
love the feel of a book. I even like knowing the page I’m on, and not that I’ve
read 38%.
Many months
ago I bought The Goldfinch. It’s a big book. 771 pages and small
type. I read the first 200 pages and
then lost interest. I put the book down,
and there it sat, on a shelf, for a few months.
In between I read other, less significant books.
A week ago
I pick up The Goldfinch again. If I can read on the bus or when I’m out, I
will finish the book sooner. So for
$7.50, I download a copy onto my Kindle. And quickly I am drawn to the book's exquisitely developed characters. Its beautiful writing. And the big, engrossing world of Theo Decker.
It’s no wonder this book won the 2014 Pulitzer for Fiction.
Today I am returning some
things I had bought for Alexander, and get to J Crew fifteen minutes before the
store opens. I have nothing to do while
waiting. Until, that is, I remember I
have the (never-used) Kindle app on my phone. I open it up and it queues automatically to the
right page. The readability impresses me.
By the end of the day, I am
on page 587 of the book. 75% done according to Kindle. 4 hours and 44 minutes left to read, according
to my iPhone.
I am not ready to give up the hardcover, but having both (rather all three) is ideal.
I am not ready to give up the hardcover, but having both (rather all three) is ideal.
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