Kathy Rose wrote:Also, I'm kind of old-fashioned, I guess. There's just something about the smell of a book, especially a new one, that strikes a chord with me, and the feel of actually turning the pages.
This, though I'm more enamoured by the smell of old books than new ones. The act of reading a book itself is very relaxing and cathartic, and personally, the smell and the tactility of the pages are integral to that experience, turning it over in your hands to read the blurb, taking of a dust jacket if it has one, adjusting to the weight and feel of it. I get the same sense of satisfaction from browsing in book shops, or even in my own personal library (well, one shelf) and deciding what to read as I reminisce over what I have read.
Having said that, I would love a Kindle so I could read more easily on-the-go, but I'd definitely have eye strain problems.
"Is that really how you see me? The eternal pessimist? The grim reaper? I don't want to die, what makes you think I want to die?"