One of my guiltiest pleasures is reading. I read for fun. For information. To help kids with annotated bibliographies when there are short deadlines. (My eldest owes me big time.) A friend of mine mentioned that she gifted her mom with a Kindle. While I can see the benefits of loading everything on one little device it takes the romance away from a good old-fashioned book.
Call me crazy, but I love the art of the book. The cover, what type of typeface is used. The funny blurbs on the back to get you to read it.
Is is just me, or does anyone else appreciate the smell of a library with all those books collected in one place. If they could figure out a way to bottle that fragrance, I would buy it.
Seems fitting to talk about books today, the day that J.D. Salinger went to the big library in the sky. Ironically, someone in my house has to read “Catcher in the Rye.” Looks as if I’ll be re-reading it–the old-fashioned way.
