A Love Letter To My Ereader

Dear Ereader,

Ours is a gradual romance. I bought you, right away plugged you in, gaped at your magic technology, then promptly forgotten you for weeks. When a romance newsletter assured an ebook for an excellent cause I suddenly remembered I have one of those. One of you. I replugged you in, downloaded the novella ( Kissing Tolstoy), and began reading right away in the convenience of my living-room. I didn’t need to await the library to open or place on pants or invest lots of money. This novella readied and I was hooked.Then, to my delight, I

might keep checking out while I ate my Sunday snack because I didn’t need to determine a method to prop you open. You simply dutifully revealed me the words on one page then the next as you lay on the dining room table. This was the very first time I understood our relationship might be more. That it could relocate to the next level.Usually, I’m not one to get caught up on physical looks, but you are so light

. You don’t weigh down my purse. I can quickly hold you above my face as I lay in bed and you fit in my small hands so completely. I do not have to work so hard to obtain you to open, as I did with numerous mass market paperbacks. No stressing about breaking spines or dog-earing pages. You keep these valuable words in pristine condition, framed in your wonderful rectangular self. And your light. Not to be cliche, however when I saw your internal light, my life also illuminated. I might read in bed without the lamp, in the

vehicle without the overhead light. And your adjustable brightness made me understand how really versatile you were to my needs. I felt appreciated in this relationship, valued. Not like with books where the conditions for us to take pleasure in each other needed to be perfect. Plus, your determination to keep my tricks implies the world to me. I does not matter exactly what I read, you will not inform everyone else in the airport or in the doctor

‘s waiting room. You could be showing me classics I lost out on maturing like The Bluest Eye or the most recent romance in my preferred series( The Winston Brothers or Jane Jameson). Or, when I read something heartwrenching( Underground Railroad)and hard( All the Single Ladies), you don’t evaluate me for needing to search for a word on every other page. Okay, twice on some pages. I understand I discounted you and waited to buy you until Black Friday and after that quickly forgotten you, but we’ve made it. Through all the difficult times, you are still unfailingly great to

me. With love and love, Nikki Bookish news. Straight to your ears. Listen to Reserve Riot -The Podcast on Apple Podcasts or Google Play.