"Aristotle regarded touch as the most elementary sense. It is how we begin to make our way in the world, to map it, measure it, and make sense of it...Touch is a form of redundancy, enfolding more sensory information into what we see and therefore what we read. It makes the words on the page richer in meaning and more multidimensional. It gives words a geometry." (Out of Touch by Andrew Piper)
Most of the article read like an old dog trying to convince other dogs not to learn a new trick. The arguments were valid, but arguable. This, however, resounded with me. I am not OPPOSED to ereaders. I do see their worth, their convenience, their cool factor, even their environmental friendliness. But, in the same way I have the privilege of being a full-time writer/editor, I have the privilege of not only preferring books, but the living space that allows me to indulge in this preference. The unique smell of pages and ink that brings me instantly back to childhood, a tree, and a library book. The feel of the pages between my fingers, the sift of pages turning, so many senses engaged all at once--not even the awkardness of holding open a George Martin tome detracts from the gorgeous heft of it on your lap--comforting as a cat.
For me, reading is more than just words on a page. It's an experience I...honor, I suppose would be the right word. My kids will scoff. But I also have the privilege of cronehood, so I can call myself eccentric and they have to leave me alone. I know the truth of the matter, eh?