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Originally Posted by Chi Cygni
Have been in lurking mode for a while here. Anyway here goes. I've read 18 books this year (many fat thick books of 500 pages or over hence the big page count). While visiting my home country (I'm a permanent expat) I saw a book I always wanted to re-read and own. It is "Agony and Ecstasy" by Irving Stone; beautifully written, something you don't want to put down. I read it only once, years ago and it took my breath away. So, there it is, hard cover, I can afford it, I buy it, I drag it on the plane... and put it on the shelf. It is a size of a brick. It is paper. It is not comfortable to hold. Or carry around on the metro. And it sits there. I opened it twice only to say "well, later". It is not available as ebook (in my language at least) or I would have read it already a month ago.
What has happened to me??? I am permanently damaged or what? Would and did read paper when deprived of ereader but now... I just can't. I seem to suffer from inexplicable reluctance to printed books.
Other paper gems that are sitting there are "Memoirs of a Geisha" by Arthur Golden (read as ebook in English, would prefer in my tribal language, but you know, it's paper), then "Woman from the Dunes" (or how you translate it) by Abe Kobo, and a non-gem but paper chewing gum for the brain which happens to be Bridget Jones diary, part II. Didn't touch them with a stick yet.
Anyone?
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There are a few books on my bookshelf I'm really wanting to read. But I never read them. Because I don't have the ebook. I'll probably scan them one of these days... I think I read my last paper book 4 years ago. And that was a thin juvenile fiction book.
Maybe when our lounge is done...