So now that I'm all caught up in the colossal (but fun and often informative) time-sucks that are Twitter and Blogger, I'm gradually being dragged kicking and screaming into the e-universe.
My thoughts about e-publishing have undergone a drastic 180. While I still believe there's an awful lot of really crappy stuff out there, I think there's a lot of really crappy stuff in print, too. I mentioned one of those print crapola fests on Wendy Marcus's blog Must Have Romance about a week or so ago.
The premise of the book was that a brilliant, high-powered financial consultant suddenly decided she wanted her most important client to father a baby for her, no strings attached, although they've had no romantic or social relationship up to this point. He's gorgeous, of course. Also incredibly wealthy. (Although why this should matter, if she's truly after no-strings sperm, is beyond me.) She summons him to her office, not to discuss his portfolio, but to inform him of her whim. And not only does she want his, er, DNA, but she also wants him to accompany her to the tropics for a procreation vacation.
Yeah. Sure. Right.
I find I am able to suspend disbelief when it comes to vampires and shape-shifters and demons of every stripe, but not when it comes to high-powered financial consultants. Maybe it's just me. I am willing to put up with the outlandish and incredible in a paranormal. Even in a historical. (Unless, of course, there are zippers present long before their time.) But I find I am unwilling to accept such laughable ludicrousness in a contemporary setting.
And yes, I once again digress.
The whole I-Pad craze over the weekend got me thinking about this. I have no need or use for an I-Pad, I think. But what I really want, is an e-reader. Even six months ago, this would not have been a yearning. Since then, though, I have downloaded lots of books, some digital first, that I enjoyed a great deal and that introduced me to new authors.
It's a question of instant gratification and mobility. If I read an intriguing review and MUST HAVE THE BOOK, I can instantly download it. It's just not that much fun (not to mention uncomfortable), being chained to the computer for 400 pages. Especially if it's a riveting page-turner you cannot put down.
Try tossing your PC onto your night table at 3 a.m.