The Kindle Effect?
These last few days have been kind of strange for me. I’m completely and utterly shattered, but I’ve been like that all summer, which is also the reason why there haven’t been any new articles on this blog. Lately however, I’ve rediscovered one of my old passions that I thought I’d lost for good: Reading. Yes, you read that right, pun fully intended. For a long time, I was an avid reader, counting my bookshelf as one of the most prized possessions in my home. In the aftermath of the death of my parents, this desire to read began to drift away, so slow that I didn’t even notice it. Even when I attempted to rekindle my love for reading, it didn’t quite work. I didn’t even manage to get more than halfway through a book that I purchased during my trip to Providence , and that’s been over two years now. Recently however, that’s changed. In the last week, I’ve worked my way through two novels, and I’m halfway through a rather sizeable non-fiction book. This hasn’t so much been brought a...