Paper or Plastic...

How do you read?

I like paper. Not paper bags or cardboard, but paper. That smell when you crack the binding on a new book is kind of like that new car smell. Or for those old enough, the smell of dittos and fresh purple ink.

This last week I’ve been enjoying the fresh old dusty scent of a classic favorite. The pages are yellowed, and some are dog-eared. The nostalgia of this book lowers my blood pressure and sends me to far away places. “Almost Heaven” by: Judith Mcnaught. For me it is a little bit of heaven. I have the old cover version with a soothing picture of a meadow covered in purple flowers, maybe lilac. Reading this favorite is like meeting up with an old friend you haven’t seen in years. The conversation is reliable, just like the story.

I never thought I'd enjoy my e-reader. There is an advantage to electronic reading: No wasting money on book lights that don’t stay put or run out of battery. No waking up my husband. No corner dog ears. I can read in the dark, change the font, even change the background color. 

With change comes loss. I lose out on that paper smell, but I gain physical shelf space and I take my library with me wherever I go--Not to mention a built in highlighter and dictionary.

My favorite e-reader is my iPad. A downloadable app keeps me in kindle country and the book nook, but whenever possible I download an iBook. As a result I have three unlimited bookshelves and I couldn't be happier. 

To keep the nostalgia going, I'm often reading one paper book and one e-book. They both release their own kind of serotonin. 

How do you read?

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Winter is Coming

TV or no TV, that is the question.

So, we’re thinking of giving up TV. Not really TV, pretty much what most people refer to as cable. Where I live it’s satellite, which in many ways makes it more difficult to eliminate given we have no other option for TV. But who’s watching? That’s the real question.

I write most of the day and I can’t do that with the flat screen humming. I can’t even write with music on. Silence is my buddy. That and my Toodles. He sleeps at my feet. In fact he just made a loud flop and drop.

Here’s the deal: we pay well over a hundred dollars for satellite, and that’s without HBO (except during GOT season) and the like. That’s a lot of moola to fork over just to get Judge Judy twice a day and the season finale of Survivor.

The hubs likes his hockey, so there’s that. His obsession with the sport is medical. Quitting is an issue of withdrawals, but only during hockey season and the extra dollars might help. I’m convinced there’s another way for him to enjoy alllllll the games.

What’s the worst that could happen? I’d get more reading done, maybe listen to more music.

What to consider? Game of Thrones just started!

Winter is coming…
~Shannon