I always have to pay a lot of attention to how long a book is before I buy an ebook. With a real book it is pretty easy to see what you are getting into. With an ebook if you don’t look before hand all you have is this percentage read indication… and how fast that seems to be taken up with each page. If there is junk at the end, you can be done that thing in a few hours.
I love my kindle. I also love real books. Love their smell, especially if they are from the library. Love the feel of them in my hands. Love how I can easily be transported into the story world. But I’ve purchased more ebooks this year than real books. Borrowed more ebooks from the library than real books. There hasn’t been anything bad I could say about my Kindle.
I was deep into a wonderful, can’t-get-enough-of, ignoring-Husband-worthy novel. It was the end of the chapter. A totally aaawww inspiring moment and I couldn’t wait to read what was next.
Swipe. So exciting! How many more chapters can I get through before Husband sends me another dirty look and I absolutely have to put my Kindle down?
Swipe. Hey, why hasn’t the page turned yet.
Swipe . …
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