Now even though I had started to rationalise that it made sense to get a Kindle, (especially at the rate my library grows), to save space by only buying nice copies of the books I really love; I still felt a bit of a traitor. However, even after I unwrapped the Kindle, I still found myself with a lovely pile of old paperbacks including a couple from Hemingway and Hunter S Thompson.
A few months ago I wrote a post, Old fashioned bookshops vs Amazon, and since then I've made more of a conscious effort to shop in independent bookshops and rely less on Amazon. In fact since I wrote it, I've only ordered specialist (work-related) texts from Amazon. While the Kindle feels like a step away from this, I'm hoping it will only help to encourage me to carry on visiting more bookshops and only buy Kindle editions of books I want to read but may not necessarily want to own.. Or maybe it's just a sign of the times changing; as I sit on a train to Edinburgh, blogging on my phone, surrounded by passengers reading ebooks. Don't get me wrong though, I don't think print is dead by any means. Not yet anyway.