I am very, very late to the ereader party, and with good reason. I love books, actual physical books, particularly hardbacks. I love the way it feels to run my hand over an embossed jacket. I love the weight of a book in my hands. I love the size, carrying the book from room to room or place to place. I love the way they look sitting on the shelf and the side table and the couch. I could go on and on.
Because I have not been knitting, I have been reading a lot. After long stretches my hands hurt from holding the books open. Could I read a book using my iPad? The idea sounded flat. I have the Kindle app on my iPad but had only used it to look at pre-release copies of cookbooks for review. Reading a novel? Hmmm, sounds suspect.
My two BFFs have Kindles and LOVE them. Oldest Son is in the market for one as well. Lots and lots of people swear by ereaders. Perhaps it was time to dip my foot in the pool?
Last night I downloaded Gone Girl, a book that has been on my to read list for months, and took the iPad to bed. I was hoping the iPad would be easier to hold for long stretches at a time. As it turns out, I did not need to hold anything. I propped the iPad on a pillow, on my lap and did not move it at all for three hours! My hands happily resting under a pile of warm blankets, leaving the warmth just long enough to touch the screen to turn the page, or touch the screen and look up a word. The built in dictionary is brilliant!
As I turned out the lights I knew one of those fancy paperweight Kindles was in my future. Seems you can teach an old dog new tricks.