This article might be a little controversial. You may not like what I have to say, so no offense to anyone who does not agree. This is just the way I feel about it, not meant to insult anyone by any means!
Alright, let’s start this… technology. I freakin’ love it! I love my iPhone, my laptop, television on dvd, facebook, twitter, blogs. It’s safe to say that I dig this technological age we are in right now. The instant I started having an issue with it was when they started messing with my stuff… BOOKS.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyy? Why must we mess with one of the things I feel the most attached to and loving towards in the ENTIRE world? The one thing that saved me in my teens and one of my favorite things in life.
It’s not just about the way I feel when I open a used book I’ve purchased somewhere, or the smell of the pages when you flip through them to find your page. It’s about the sheer volume of them. What it means to own a library of your own. The way you can flip through to see how many pages until the chapter ends without losing your place. Not to mention bookmarks and how nerds like me use them to express ourselves.
I love taking my book outside on a sunny day and not having to worry about the glare on the screen. Getting away from my computer screen is just that… getting away. I stare at words on the screen 8 hours everyday at work. Part of my love of the ACTUAL novel has to do with that escape from the world around me. How can I read Harry Potter from that gadget and actually believe myself to be immersed in a world without the internet and Facebook friends?
I’m not telling you what decision to make, each person should make their own, but I pledge to read the printed word and I’m not going to be giving up a chance at my very own Beauty and the Beast-esque library anytime soon [see above with my childhood dreams].