16 September 2006
I love books. This isn't a fondness, it is a lifelong obsession. One of my favorite star trek episodes is the one where the captain receives a "real book" as a present.
Paperbacks are fine. In a pinch the backs of cereal boxes are fodder for a reader, but there is simply nothing like a "real book". The bargain shelf at B & N is a happy hunting ground, but nothing beats a well bound book, with beautiful print and wonderful engravings. They are treasures as well as reading material. They have a feel and smell that is an almost erotic pleasure.
In it's own way, this is a sale pitch because I have discovered a wonderful source for good books. If you have never heard of The Folio Society, pay them a visit. This is an expensive but not outrageously priced habit for someone who wants to build a library that will still be around for your great grandchildren to read.