There's something so visceral about holding a book in your hands.
It's the breeze of the pages as you riffle through them. The feel of the embossed, raised type of the title under the pads of your fingers. The muscle definition on the abs of the half-naked man winking saucily up at you from a glossy cover. The crisp, slightly woody smell of a freshly-printed novel. The weight of it as it balances in your hands. The texture of the pages with just a hint of graininess. The distinctive sound of the flip of a page as you dive deep into a new--or familiar--world.
Nope. Nothing like a physical book.
I'm really enjoying my e-reader lately. It's just so...easy. The piles of books, while I do love them and gaze upon them with adoration and a huge sigh, wishing I had more time to read, can get overwhelming as they creep and multiply much like bunnies, turning up in corners and crevices. I'm just about out of room, which means parting with many of my booky friends and adopting them out to other reader-friendly households.
With an ereader, I can load up on the urban fantasies I love so well without the struggle of trying to shelve them or find them a new home when I'm done. No one in my "real" life reads UF (why, I don't know. Remind me why I'm friends with these people?). At least with the YA novels, I can put those on my classroom bookshelf, donate them to our library or pass them along to a fellow teacher. They'll always have a home.
Plus, there's the travel-friendly aspect of ereaders. Even on weekend trips, I generally blaze through more than one book and, with tight packing restrictions, don't usually have room for multiple books in my suitcase. And I certainly would never consider traveling without several books to stave off the boredom that comes with waiting for the plane to do its thing. *dies without books*
But I can't imagine going fully electronic.
An admitted cover whore, I buy first with my eyes a lot of times. Books with gorgeous covers just don't have the same presence on ereaders, not even full-color tablets. And then there's the flipping back and forth through the pages to re-read that one passage or remind myself of that one character or scene. Again, not the same with an ereader. Sure, you can bookmark and make notes and all that jazz but...no.
A book in hand is worth five on the ereader.
What say you, fellow readers?