The Kindle is an impressive bit of technology. Really. I can see why so many people love it. Just download a few dozen books, and voila! An entire library in the palm of your hand. No need to surround yourself with cluttered shelves overflowing with books. Such speed! Such convenience! Such an improvement, right?
For some, yes. But not for me. You see, books are more than just clutter for me. During a lonely childhood, books were my faithful companions. Throughout a turbulent adolescence, they were a source of comfort. Whenever the world has grown too noisy, books have been there to soothe me with a gentle whisper of rustling pages and the faint smell of dust and ink.
Many people, I imagine, would prefer to sit in a stark, spotless room and read stories on the glowing screen of an e-reader. But in my daydreams, I am curled up in a soft, shabby chair, worn novel in hand, surrounded by shelves overflowing with my very best friends.
Favorite Books of All-Time
(Note: This list could change at any time, as I am always reading and discovering great new literature).
To Kill a Mockingbird — Harper Lee
East of Eden — John Steinbeck
A Tale of Two Cities — Charles Dickens
David Copperfield — Charles Dickens
Harry Potter Series — J.K. Rowling
The Lottery (a short story) — Shirley Jackson
Brave New World — Aldous Huxley
About Love and Other Stories — Anton Chekov
Pride & Prejudice — Jane Austin
Jane Eyre — Charlotte Brontë
Inherit the Wind — Jerome Lawrence
Websites for Readers