Readers are picking up new habits, fast. And those among us who are digital immigrants (who came of age pre-Internet, as opposed to digital natives, who grew up with this) are surprising even ourselves.
When I really fall in love with a book, I want it to have its own body.
I was the last person in Los Angeles to get a microwave. I only use my cell phone for outgoing calls. I forget how to access the Netflix and Hulu features on my Roku system. I don't know how to use my husband's food processor or my son's GPS. I waited until 2010 to buy...