Shortly before Christmas, Freescale sent me an Amazon Kindle to take a look at. On the surface, I should be the perfect audience for ebooks. I’ve never really invested in all that much digital music – I don’t own an iPod or another manufacturers’ PMP and I’ve only ever bought a few tracks online (and never with DRM) – instead using Spotify, the streaming music service, initially free and subsequently as a premium subscriber (which kills the ads and gives better quality audio), but I do love reading. I’d much rather read a book when travelling than listen to music, and it’s books that distract me from tech before I go to sleep each night. I’m also pretty obsessive about keeping my books in pristine condition: I’m one of those bizarre people who don’t like to crack the spine, and as such end up peering into a carefully spread gap.
So, voracious reader and obsessive-compulsive about book damage: ebooks, with instant Kindle download and no pesky spine to worry about, should be the ideal solution, right? As you probably guessed was coming, things haven’t quite worked out that way.
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