This morning I received a parcel in the mail that contained the first ever paperback copies of my book. I simply cannot describe just how incredible it feels to have a copy of a book that you have written in your hands, for the first time. Me being me though, I had to criticise and decided that I had chosen the wrong book sizing so had to go online again to amend it - but that aside it felt incredible to have my novel look like a real book!
I am a passionate advocate of the book, I love the smell of them, the feel of them - from the crispness of a brand new book, to the musty, dustiness of a priceless historical gem. There is something about the book that makes me feel utterly safe and secure. I will be honest, my passion for the actual realities of a book did make me question whether I wanted to publish in ebook format, but the more I am dealing with self-publishing options etc, the more I am realising the benefits of e-readers. I can certainly admit that it would save me a lot of space and weight in my bags when I go away on holiday - as I usually take at least four hefty tomes away with me on even a weeks break anywhere.
So, I can definitely say that I am gradually becoming less and less offended by the idea of the world of electronics barging into my world of paper/papyrus and sagging bookshelves - I felt the same way when vinyl was replaced by the CD, the CD by the MP3 - but though I seem to have come a little late to the party on all of these formats, I can certainly say that each one has its place, and I am sure that books will continue to have a place in our hearts - whatever may happen electronically - in the same way that the crunch and crackle of an album can take you right back to when you first heard an old favourite.
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