The convenience of having all of my books with me, all the time, in electronic format is just fantastic. Since the Sony Ebook reader entered our house, I have seldon read another paper book. On the “reading” front, that question has been answered some time ago. And as absent as the sound of rattling keys, have been the sounds of rustling paper.Īs i’m starting to feel more and more like some futuristic Star Trek Character from TNG or beyond, his office riddled with ‘PADDS’ and tablets, I wonder … do we still need paper anyway. Gentle taps on touch keyboards, swipes, pinches and zooms have recentely been joined by scribes and scribbles from my pen. I gaze up from my reading and take in the inhabitants of my tabletop. An Ipad displaying the scribbles and notes I took, My smartphone, poised and ready for a day on the road and my Ebook reader, holding the secrets of the next chapter of the book i’m reading. Although I have consumed and communicated content… the rattle of a keyboard has yet to be heard in this mellow morning.
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Later on that day, I email that Doodle to a friend in Pdf format. As I pass an interesting passage in the book, I flip open the Notetaking app on the Ipad and scribble away a comment with my stylus as I sip my coffee. The Htc Desire Smartphone displays the stray “SMS” Textmessages that some analog=loving friends still send me over the “Telephone Service”, And while I engullf myself the letters written on the E-Paper of my Sony Ebook Reader, the Ipad lies to the side, playing some gentle tunes toĪccompany my dawn. I shuffle towars the kitchen table and on the way, snatch up another “tablet sized” device that will accompany me in this precious time before the world awakes. Bound in brown leather my Ebook reader is poised to bring me the continuation of the story I am reading.Ī few minutes later I am engulfed in my breakfast routine, Coffee ( warm, lots of cream ), toast or cornflakes and. My sleepy reflection appears on their screens.
Inside the 2 24 inch screens thate make up our major gateway to the digital frontier, form black monoliths ageinst the barren wall. Messages from the world that never sleeps.
While our puppy pops outside to answer natures call, I stand in the doorway, My ipad in hand, and browse through the messages that came in overnight on Twitter, Facebook and Email.
Trudding down for the morning coffee, I absently reach for one of my digital companions as I yawn and stretch to greet the new day. As dawn slides its silken blue cloack over the star dottet expanse of night, I rise from the slumber of my dreams.
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