Me, I’ve a voracious reader — and buying a nook two years ago just fueled my consumption. Yes, I have the older version, but it does exactly what I wanted: allow me to always have abundant reading material with me at all times. I don’t need color, I don’t need fancy graphics, I don’t want to browse the web or play games with it — I read. In bed, in line, at lunch, on the train, at baseball games, while waiting (anywhere), during lunch, over coffee, even while knitting if the book and knitting are getting along (meaning, if I don’t need to watch my stitches too closely).
Last night I finished reading The Help, by Kathryn Stockett, and promptly opened Doc, by Mary Doria Russell (both checked out from the library, but I’m inserting Amazon links). Waiting for me is a partially-read purchased ebook, A Clash of Kings, which is the second in a series that was recommended by both my son and a coworker. Rightfully recommended, because I’m loving it, but I need to finish the library books before they ‘expire’.
The Help was touching and I really enjoyed it, and Doc is shaping up to be just as enjoyable but in a different way. I didn’t intend for both books to be ‘historical fiction’ but they are – The Help is about the black/white divide in Jackson, Mississippi in the 1960s and Doc is about good ol’ Doc Holliday in the late 1800s. A Clash of Kings, by George R. R. Martin, on the other hand, is pure fantasy with dragons, knights, princesses, sword fights, giants, and other mystical creatures.