In my previous post,The Perils of Digital Books?, I explored the question of why I buy so many e-books that I end up barely reading. At the end (past the “read more” fold) intimating that perhaps they fail to hold my interest because books have become as unoriginal as a Harlequin romance.
Or movie sequels (as a general rule).
That’s probably some of it, at least for many of those ebook purchases. But after reading the review on Salon then excitedly going to Amazon to read the sample chapter of A Colony in a Nation by Chris Hayes, I remember why this became such a huge question in my mind to begin with.
Look, I wanna read this book. I read the first couple of pages on Amazon and got excited. The scenario he hooks us with in the very first paragraphs is compelling. This is no hack writer. Ir promises me a meaty, substantive read rather than one akin to marshmallow fluff.
I hate fluff. The marshmallow crap in a jar as well as books that are little more than strung together bullet lists. With occasional 2-3 sentence paragraphs in-between. Books which are an easy read. With a few exceptions like stories , “novels” you can read in a couple of hours on the beach. YUCK! Baby food for the mind.
I didn’t even like baby food when I was a baby.
So when I come across a book like this that’s no buck 99 special promoted through Book Burb, it opens up the question of whether I should buy the hard or paperback so that I actually read the darn thing.
Not just read it til the end. But actually savoring the read. Like I used to. Reading eever so slowly (or re-reading) lines that are especially elegant or and compelling. Reading to think, to ponder. To make sense of the world. Taking the time to follow the argument (or story line). Taking delight in how my brain-mind loves synthesizing thoughts, recalling ideas from other authors and works that I have read. Comparing and contrasting them. Not skimming over pages. Or skipping til the end.
It’s the immediacy of getting the title and affordability of the ebook VS the possibility of a better read. Spend $9.32 for the Kindle version or $16.17 for the hardback of A Colony in a Nation?
As Penelope Trunk points out, INTPs can’t make decisions, though I’d argue that we INTPs often won’t make a decision. It’s not that we CAN’T. It’s that damn “P.”
It’s the salacious appeal of possibilities. The wild, wild west vs staid eastern seaboard.
Which also accounts for why I lean liberal, though I have no doubt that there are plentiful closure-minded INTJs liberals out there.
Who unlike moi are probably well into reading their copy of A Colony in A Nation, whether they bought it in digital or hardback. Likewise, I’m betting there is no Dictator’s Handbook nor Swing Time (Zadie Smith’s latest novel and a writer you’d be farfetched to call unoriginal) which are stuck in purgatory.
You know. Those places on Amazon otherwise known as “My Wish List” and “My Shopping List…” where my copies of the latter two titles currently reside. While so far, Chris Haye’s book sets in an open tab on my browser.