I was eating lunch, and reading, of course (or should I say
Reading, as I was using my Reader?), and someone asked me what I was reading. My first thought was to tell her the name of the book I was reading (John Ringo's & Tom Kratman's
Yellow Eyes), but I had trouble coming up with the title. My second thought was that she was asking what my Reader
was.
The conversation went on from there in the well-worn course I've come to know (and enjoy) so well in the last 6 months or so: is it electronic, how do you get books, do you just download them, let me tell you about the screen, I last charged 2.5 weeks ago and look how much battery life I've got left, etc.
After the conversation ran its course, and the person went on her way, I got to thinking about it, and realized a couple of things. The first was that I had trouble remembering the title of the book that I was reading. At the time, I thought it was due to not seeing the cover every time I pick it up, but now I realize I
always have trouble remembering that bit of information, and before, I've just usually used the cover as a crutch, so I don't ever
have to remember that detail.
The second thing I realized is that I've become so accustomed to the Reader, that when asked what I was reading, I took it as an inquiry as to the novel, rather than the device. I'd passed a milestone in my mental landscape, and hadn't even realized it.
I haven't really reached any conclusions as to what that might mean, or if it means anything at all, but it seems significant enough to share.
