A few days ago, I participated on a panel about The Future of the Book. I keep thinking about the comments of author Ann Hagedorn from the audience, confessing her fear and concern about e-books and e-publishing, yet also expressing a desire to think positively.
I’d like to think positively about e-books, but I can’t get there.
I’m a Kindle-owner, but I don’t like it, and the reasons can be chalked up to preference of book format – I’d rather read from a traditional book. I understand how others love the Kindle or another e-book reader, just as I can understand someone can love lima beans while I detest them. But that’s not what keeps me from the positive frame of mind. It’s the losses e-books will create, not immediately, but gradually, changing the literary terrain in a way that will leech it of the intimacy the world of books currently gives us in small but impacting ways.
With e-books, there will be…
- No more giving books as gifts and inscribing them with messages (The other day, I opened E. L. Doctorow’s Lives of the Poets: A Novella and Six Stories inscribed to me by a long lost love, Christmas 1984.)
- No more passing down books through generations (I have my grandmother’s set of Charles Dickens, each book inscribed similar to this one, Nicholas Nickleby, “From Papa. To Mamie H. Cooke, Christmas 1884.”)
- No more sharing books (I have a friend’s copy of Siddhartha, and the first page notes where and when he read it, “Taipei, Taiwan, 17 Feb – 24 Feb 1974.”)
- No more regarding books as friends, surrounding us in our homes, cars and offices
- No more book bags to fill up with choice purchases
- No more book stores to browse on a lingering Saturday afternoon
- No more personalized book plates
Here’s another loss of intimacy, from Steven Johnson’s unsettling Wall Street Journal article, “How the E-Book Will Change the Way We Read and Write:” “Reading books will go from being a fundamentally private activity — a direct exchange between author and reader — to a community event, with every isolated paragraph the launching pad for a conversation with strangers around the world.”
I’m a nay-sayer because we’re heading toward one more exciting new way of living that likely, decades down the road, will make us nostalgic for the original, which made us happier and healthier, yet it will be too late to go back. I’m a nay-sayer because companies that do not love books, like people love books, are creating an e-reader revolution and making us want it. Hyping its efficiency and convenience and coolness. Its readable screens and easy storage. Its instant purchase gratification. Its iPod readiness. This better fits our lifestyle, doesn’t it? To me it feels like more of the gradual downward slide that began with the mega bookstores, barging in and snuffing out the independent bookshop, including Chicago’s long-ago Stuart Brent Books on Michigan Avenue. I’ll always remember Stuart Brent coming up beside me one day, as I pulled Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain off the shelf. He recommended that I wait until I turned 40 (I was in my 20s) to read the immense classic because I’d appreciate it more. He also added a recommendation that I read Proust in my 50s.
The independents are still around and hard bound books will always be around, but as overshawdowed entities. The one, by monolithic stores whose personnel can neither make a knowledgable recommendation nor guide you personally; the other, by e-readers spewing out e-books that will mimic a website experience. It’s intimacy we’re losing with the e-book. Privacy, familiarity, understanding, feeling, solitude, fellowship, love. The stuff we crave but casually let go of in so many areas of this modern life. Do we have to let it go with our books?
Updated 5.13.11 with edits that tightened paragraph spacing.
2 thoughts on “The e-book lacks intimacy”
I agree with you that e-book lacks intimacy that traditional book provides with its pleasant smell and crisp pages. I do wonder if you feel comfortable when curling up with your Kindle? My idea of a peaceful day is still to curl up in my bed with my favourite book, not some kind of electronic gadget and I’m sure many book lovers out there feel the same too.
That’s one of the biggest detractions from the Kindle among book lovers – that it’s not fun to curl up with by the fire, in a beach chair, or in bed before turning out the light. And it’s one of the reasons I don’t gravitate to it. In fact, whenever I think of getting a new book, I never think of downloading it on the Kindle. I want the real book in my hand – the pages to flip through – the smell and touch of it. So I guess I threw away the $300+ it cost me, but I wanted to experience the Kindle first hand. I wanted to get my reaction to it.
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