the kindle arrived yesterday. it’s very nice, although the form factor’s a bit on the dull side – it reminds me of the generations of putty-colored PC clones that squatted on my desk until i switched to macs. the most surprising drawback so far: it took me more than an hour to find a book i wanted to download to test the thing out, during which time my beef shwarma sandwich got cold. while searching for reading material, i realized that the only time i buy books online is when i have a specific title in mind – usually for something work-related. otherwise, i browse the stacks in the bookstore, and most of my new purchases are happy accidents facilitated by the ability to thumb through books, read a few paragraphs, and ponder.
you can’t do any of that online. yes, that’s an observation for the file marked “duh,” but it wasn’t really brought home to me until last night.
first, i started browsing by author, in the hopes that some of my favorite authors’ older titles would be kindleized. no such luck. then i dug around in my brain for the name of an author i’d been considering purchasing, but never got around to. i plugged it into amazon (at this point i was searching on my laptop, not with the kindle – the device was too slow and not intuitive enough for a quick transition), looked at the few results returned, and realized none of the blurbs were interesting enough to effect a purchase. knowing that infinite jest wasn’t out for kindle, i checked a heartbreaking work of staggering genius – but it, too, has yet to be kindleized. my last-ditch effort was to browse through the top selling kindle books, whereupon i landed at the girl with the dragon tattoo. i vaguely remembered reading a review of it, so i downloaded it.
i tried reading a few pages last night, but i was tired and the interface too new. i picked it up again this morning, and to my satisfaction, found myself sinking into the book despite the foreign form-factor and somewhat annoying page transition (the screen flashes a negative image of the page you’re reading, which then quickly dissolves into a positive image of the next page). i briefly contemplated throwing it in my shoulder bag to take to work, but i didn’t order a case for the thing and there were other items in the bag that i thought could damage the device. so it’s at home, charged and waiting.
(yes, yes, yes, it’s g’s kindle, not mine. and i probably should’ve let him open the box, but i wanted to make sure it worked properly and could hold a charge. he’s not going to get home for a few more days, so it makes sense to give it a run-through while he’s away. i’ll surrender it when he gets back. i promise.)