My mom's doing it. My boss is doing it. Most of my friends and students are too. I am not. I have made a conscious decision to stay in the world of paper, paperback or hard back if the price is right. To be fair, I am often a late adopter of technologies. When I finally cross the line, I plunge head first. I just relinquished my razor last year and learned how to text. I foresee a future where I will have to give in, but right now I can't and just won't. Having a Kindle or a Nook would be perfect for me, even my daughter recognizes it, because I am an voracious reader.
When I travel, books weigh down my luggage. I typically read two or three at a time. You never hear me utter the words, "I need to recharge my Kindle." In fact, that would be a dangerous state for me, to be bookless, until the tool is recharged. Unthinkable! How often do I use my phone until it dies? Too often much to my husband's dismay.
I love a book's portability. It can literally go anywhere. There are waterproof books, not that I own any, but you will often find me reading poolside, beachside, or even springside. Splashes are inevitable. But the fiscal impact of a destroyed book doesn't hurt me as much. My friend loaned her e-reader to a student in the class and the student cracked the screen. Ouch! When students return books to me, it doesn't matter their state.
The real reason that I haven't crossed-over is that e-books are not built to share. I live and work in a world where I share my books with more than one other reader. I spend a significant number of dollars on books each year for my classroom. (Too embarrassed to share the exact amount!) E-books limit the number of times that I can share a book.
Books in my classroom move like wildfire, the most recent being Divergent by Veronica Roth. (If you read and liked Hunger Games, you will enjoy this book.) We are now anticipating the sequel, Insurgent. We already have a waiting list. Kids in my class pass books to their siblings and parents as well. In my personal life, I share books with many different adults, my sister, my ultimate friends, book club members, and others. Books such as The Language of Flowers and The Wild Trees will be passed among five or six adults hands until they makes their way back to me.
I feel a little awkward sharing with my mom and my boss, people who have gone digital. It's like confessing I am a Luddite. I still do it though, put good books in their hands. Until obsolescence, I will keep my paper.