It was very strange to see those words brought out again. Which should serve as a timely reminder that anything you write WILL come back to haunt you sooner or later.
The thing is, I'm still very reluctant to pick up an e-book. Before I submitted to Samhain, I perused their site carefully. It seems well put together, the cover art is not bad -- I've even seen a few I really liked. And best of all, the excerpts didn't scare me.
The real trouble is this whole Lent thing. Even though I'm Baptist, I still observe Lent in my own way. This year, I may not have made the best decision to stop buying books until Easter. Even though I stocked up on Mardi Gras, I keep seeing things I want to buy. And now I want to buy e-books. Just a couple. To dip my feet in the water. To support a few friends. Just for fun. But I've got a few weeks to go so I'll just have to be patient. I can do this. Even if I miss a category novel, I can still buy it online after it's off the shelves, right?
Which reminds me. I recently bought a Silhouette Desire. I used to love these books. They had great little series that I could totally get into and they were just a lot of fun. This one sucked boulders. Total wallbanger. I couldn't even finish it. And given how quickly I read, I can usually just deal for another hour or so and get to the end. But if I had finished this book, that would have been an hour I regretted for the rest of my life.
What is the point of boinking someone a)if you think they're out to kill you, b) who has the personality of moldy granite, c) who has a concussion, d) about whom you haven't had a single lustful thought. Not one. In addition, the heroine was this girl-next-door type. It was totally out of character for her to go jumping this guy's bone. Yes, bone. With no foreplay. I'm like, what are you, MADE out of KY? It was actually creepy.
I'm on page four of the wip. And that's all I have to say about that.
Ugh, I mourn the passing of Desire. I used to pick them up with a fair sense of guarantee that I'd get a good, enjoyable, all-immersion read. Now, with a few classy exceptions (Thank YOU Bronwyn Jameson) I don't finish them.
If I cannot pick it up and smell the pages, I'm not interested. Yep. I have a fetish for breathing my books and caressing the soft leaves, fingering them delicately... ebooks just don't do it for me. There's a certain lack of shapeliness to them. ;-)
I agree with Alexandra that there's something about the smell of a book. Maybe I'm a kook, who knows. But I have a number of friends who are e-pubbed and they all love it! And I've even delved into reading them and I have no complaints.
I haven't read a Desire in a while. Guess I won't picking one up soon... Thanks for the warning! :-)
My love of physical books, holding them in my hands, dripping food on them, re-reading them over and over, is quite a separate thing from whether an e-book is a genuine credit and e-publishing the future.
Oh, Sela, my words came back to bite me. But, I admit, when I said them, e-pubs were creepy little places. It's an unpleasant experience to have to eat old words.
Crossing my fingers for your submission. I'm loving how Samhain is treating me. :)
I'm also a 'physical book' cover, as evidenced by the shelves & bookcases that have taken over my house. Especially fine old books. Love the feel of the page, the smell, and in some cases the fine covers of old hardbacks.
But I don't think one necessarily negates the other. I can enjoy e-books too. And although there's mucho crappo being e-pubbed, there are also some very fine ones out there. The same, I believe, holds true with print publishing (see Sela's Desire comment, lol).
Good luck with Samhain, hon. You'll have lots of friends there. ;-)
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