Over the past ten years, my reading has dropped precipitously. Now, granted, I always read a lot more than a normal person, but it's been a few years since I've read the 1-3 books a week I read all the way through college and law school. I'd assumed the reason for this was my ongoing membership in critique groups, most notably Critical Mass. In these groups I was always reading multiple novels under construction, and it was my job to point out everything I did and didn't like about them. Orson Scott Card once wrote that when his wife, Kristine, began to do this for him, she found it hard to read other books. She'd put them down when she was bored, or when she'd figured out the end.
Another reason is that I rarely have a hand free. Between kid wrangling, jewelry making, knitting, crocheting, blogging, and whatever else it is that takes up all my time (still a mystery to me), I can't hold a book at the same time. Audio books put me to sleep. For one thing, people speak waaaaaay more slowly than I read, so I find them boring beyond belief, and secondly, the last time anyone read me a book was before bedtime when I was a kid.
A couple of my friends have published ebooks, and if you didn't know, quite often the author gets a bigger cut of the e-book sales than the print sales. I downloaded the Kindle app to my computer so I could read them, and realized I was doomed. It turns out my appetite for books hasn't slackened in the least, just my ability to get them in a form I can devour.
Next week, Trevor will be back in the US for a conference, and we're having a Kindle shipped out to his address there. The US has lower prices (lower taxes) on electronics. Ever since I placed the order, I've been browsing cases and gelskins; I feel like I'm preparing for another child and need to make sure it has everything it needs.
So, yes, I am way behind the curve. Nearly everyone reading this has at least one Kindle. I'd say I was keeping it real, but actually I've never been trendy. At all. Anyone who's seen my wardrobe would know.