So in the last years i’ve usually mainly been reading books on my e-reader, and it’s true that it’s quite convenient (and potentially cheaper too), i won’t deny that.
But recently, as i was travelling, on a whim i decided to buy some physical books again, and man, there’s just something about holding an actual real book in your hand that is just irreplaceable.
It’s such a satisfying feeling just to hold and open one, and such a wonderful reading experience to turn real pages. Electronic devices just feel so cold and sterile where physical books feel warm and homey. Even the woody smell… I had almost forgotten how in love i am with paper books.
I don’t like reading on my phone either. What i appreciate about e-readers is that their screens don’t have to be backlit, which makes reading on them for long periods of time easier on the eyes.
also nothing beats the smell of new book and if youre courageous you can even bite the corners as a little mid reading snack
Real “consumer of literature” hours