This conversation reminded me of a blog post I recently read. And, although I'm not sick of this type of question (print books versus ebooks), I caught myself agreeing with much of what was written there (
BookRiot, my bolds):
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I don’t know about you, but I am sick of this conversation. And it’s not because I don’t love books. I do. I love paper books; I love ebooks; and I love the wreath made of book pages that hangs on my living room wall. They are not mutually exclusive.
So come on. We’re better than this. When you eat a popsicle, you don’t care what happens to the stick afterward. You might even pat yourself on the back for your eco-minded creativity when you recycle it into a craft, or hand it off to your kids to do the same. It’s not about the popsicle stick, and you know it. The popsicle is the thing you want; the stick is just the delivery device. Stop me if you know where I’m going here.
It’s the same with books. We love books for what they carry within them, not for what they’re made of. The story is the thing; the physical book or ereader or tablet or phone is merely the delivery device. When you fetishize the physical properties of an object, you devalue its contents. When you freak out over the ‘destruction’ of books, you are not elevating books. You are reducing the intangible magic of stories to the ink, pulp, and glue that deliver them to you.
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As I said, I do agree with most of that post... when regarding fiction. I love my fiction in eformat. My research/work books? Not so much. I prefer them in paper... although I love being able to carry +1500 research ebooks in my laptop. Articles? Give me pdfs all the way.
I love browsing away in search of books to read (some I pay for, some I don't... some I pay after reading because they are SO worth it). However, nothing compares to my joy when entering a physical bookshop or a library... even when I get out empty handed (which seems to happen more and more often, specially regarding novels).
"They are not mutually exclusive". Indeed.