I prefer the old fashioned way of reading which involves holding a physical book with pages to touch and turn. Yes, I have read books online (and will continue to do so as necessary) but I just don't find it as satisfying. Call me a troglodyte.
To my delight, I saw a young man engrossed in a physical book on the subway (and I could take a photo without revealing his identity which isn't always easy on metro). He's now the poster child of my blog entry today.
Surprisingly, it turns out that digital reading has not totally overwhelming the reading public. I found data indicating that bookstores are adapting to modern times pretty well. Selling physical books is more resilient than it might appear.
Yay!
I'm hoping that more people are drawn into - or back into - the pleasures of reading a real book. After all, it is calming to put electronics aside and get absorbed in a good book - mentally but also physically - with an art form that has been around for ages as something to caress in your hands.