It's been my constant little companion ever since.
I still love hard-copy books, don't get me wrong. I love paper and bindings and that inky smell. I really love old books--I've always chosen to buy vintage or antique copies of classics because they look so darn gorgeous on a shelf.
|One of my shelves of pretty old poetry books. Decorative and fun to read!|
Still, I really love having the Nook. It comes on vacation with me and amuses me for days with hardly any luggage space taken up. It can hold the three books I'm reading at once on my bedside table without falling over. It's a giant help when I'm beta reading friends' projects because I can just pop a pdf on it and go anywhere. And when I'm reading a Giant Tome my hands don't get tired or fall asleep from trying to hold five pounds of book.
Then it happened--my Nook died. I'm not complaining, though I did expect that it would last longer than 18 months, and I still don't know *why* it died. The screen went half-blank and apparently there's nothing that can be done about that.
But as I mentioned, I'm addicted. I thought briefly about cutting my losses with e-readers and going back to print-only. I finally have plenty of space in my house for books, after all! It didn't sit well. I like the e-reader--I really like it.
So I trolled ebay and bought one barely used for le cheaps and it came with a cute leather cover (bonus!) and I'm happily feeding my addiction again.
|New used Nook in pretty case. With business card holder and pen slot. Since you need those while reading. |
I think the designers of the case may have over-thought this a bit.