BookTech

Recently I have been thinking about eBooks and eReaders – not something to which I gave serious thought in the past. That might be surprising given my predilection for electronic gadgets and books. Two passions which have not found the opportunity to merge in any plausible fashion. However, at a meeting of a book club that I frequent a few of the members were enthusing about their eReaders, a Kobo and a Sony Touch eReader. There are also others on the market, including the much-promoted Kindle from Amazon. One of the book club members had her Kobo with her and passed it around so that we could get a look and feel. I was intrigued.

I have never been convinced by the line that eReaders enable you to carry hundreds of books with you when you travel. Whether on business or pleasure I have never been able to read even half a hundred books while I travel. If I manage one, two at the most, I feel reasonably satisfied. Then there is the pleasure in leaving behind in some distant cottage a novel that some other traveller some day may pick up and enjoy.

So, the portability of mass quantities is not particularly motivating.

Is there any cost argument in favour of eBooks and eReaders? Of course nothing but the ingenuity of man hinders the vast reduplication of digital objects which, in theory, could reduce unit cost of eBooks effectively to zero. In theory, perhaps. In practice the ingenuity of man (dread phrase) seems to have been dedicated to sewing up the DRM on eBooks about as tight as you can sew a stitch. And though the unit cost of production of these digital objects must over time approach zero, I am willing to accept that in the shorter term there are costs that need recovery. Where, then, is the price point – the point at which consumers will click the purchase button – for eBooks? To my surprise the price point is rather high (for others). Not exactly the same as the versions of books transported on organic matter, but not so far distant as to be insignificant. But to be fair, I shouldn’t compare the cost to full price paper books because I am loathe to make such purchases except as gifts. When eBooks are compared against the kind of discounting that Amazon does on a continuous basis or, worse, compared to remaindered texts (for which there seem to be numerous outlets in my region), then the eBook suffers. After all, these would be superfluous purchases for me. My price point for such purchases is very low indeed.

Especially when you consider the further alternative – the library.

The public library, along with socialized healthcare, is, I think, a gauge of civilized society. We are blessed with a fabulous public library within walking distance, the Waterloo Public Library, and an equally impressive public library just down the road in the adjacent city, the Kitchener Public Library. Access to books that can be borrowed free of charge (to the end-user) is more than adequate.

My experience is that libraries are always near the forefront of technological advancement. That impression was confirmed when I discovered that our public libraries also make available eBooks for loan. The Waterloo Public Library, for example, offers some 1655 eBooks, a small but growing collection. Of course these are licensed digital objects. The DRM systems in place are able to limit downloads to a single library patron for a set period similar to the period of loan for paper books. (Set aside how counter-intuitive that seems for a digital object.)

So perhaps a cost argument could be constructed in favour of purchasing an eReader. (I notice that my  ‘cost arguments’ always seem to be hypothetical arguments I might have with my wife, or better self.) For an initial not insubstantial capital investment, I could have access to eBooks at no further cost (to me) on into the future. Isn’t that the way I justified buying a somewhat pricey digital camera a few years ago?

Perhaps. And yet, for me the price point still has not been reached (at least for the eReaders themselves).  I think I will stick with my paper bound volumes of text for the time being. Or wait to be convinced by someone else.

Book clubs

One of the gentle pleasures I have discovered in Waterloo is a book club organised by Words Worth Books. I attended in the spring for the first time, not because I have any experience with book clubs but rather because I simply happened to have read, very recently, the book they were set to discuss that month. That, and the meeting was taking place at a location in walking distance of my house. So it was easy.

I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I was both relieved and pleased. The group, whose membership varies slightly from month to month, is small enough to allow everyone to share their thoughts. And everyone does. Moreover, the level of discussion is excellent. These are good readers with insights into the text that I may not have had. There is usually sufficient difference of opinion to warrant further scrutiny of the text. It’s the kind of interplay that I consider essential for due appreciation of the integral nature of art to life.

Having entered upon the project by happenstance, continuance has required me to read novels which I almost certainly would not have chosen on my own account. That turns out to have been a good thing. For example, tomorrow evening we will be discussing Last Night in Montreal by Emily St. John Mandel. This first novel – she has a second out at the moment – is beautifully crafted. I consider it a real find, one which I have since been urging upon my friends. And I definitely would not have stumbled upon it had it not been for this book club. I hope the others in the group will have been as impressed as I was. On the other hand, I fully expect they will open my eyes to aspects of this novel that I have not yet considered.

Here are the other books that the book club has discussed since I have been participating:

The rest of the list

The last portion of 2009 saw 6 further books added to my ‘Read in 2009’ list bringing the final total to 56. For the first 50, see here.

Following the pattern of my previous post, I note that of these 6 books:

  • 2 were borrowed from the public library
  • 2 have Canadian authors
  • 3 are by authors who appear elsewhere on the 2009 list
  • 1 was read aloud by my wife and me
  • 1 is non-fiction

The remaining 6 books read in 2009 are:

  • Burnard, Bonnie. Casino & Other Stories
  • Gaiman, Neil. Stardust
  • Lamarque, Peter. The Philosophy of Literature
  • Tyler, Anne. Digging to America
  • Chabon, Michael. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
  • Crummey, Michael. River Thieves

Although all of these books were well worth reading, the star amongst them is The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay which is a great read and also a great read-aloud book.

Already working on 2010 which I anticipate will be at least as varied and exciting as 2009. Good reading to you!

And that brings up his 50…

The language of cricket, I miss it so, or at least Test Match Special. In this instance the subject line is slightly misleading because the 50 in question is actually books. I set myself a goal at the beginning of 2009 to read at least 50 books this year. I have just completed my 50th. Probably not time left in 2009 for a century, though I do have a shelf of books queued up waiting to be read so I might as well press on. 50, however, is a good point to pause and review. The complete list, in the order that I read them, can be found at the end of this post.

What can I discern from this list of books?

  • 9 were borrowed from our public library
  • 16 have Canadian authors
  • 3 were chosen due to personal recommendations from friends
  • 9 authors have multiple books on this list
  • 1 book was being reread (a surprisingly low number, I usually reread more books than that during a year)
  • 5 were read aloud by my wife and me
  • 6 are non-fiction

In the mix there are some great reads, some light fun reads, some serious reads, and probably only one dud.

First 50 books read in 2009:

  • Chabon, Michael. Wonder Boys
  • Bloom, Harold. How to Read and Why
  • Prose, Francine. Reading Like a Writer
  • Gaiman, Neil. American Gods
  • Gaiman, Neil and Terry Prachett. Good Omens
  • Horowitz, Anthony. Stormbreaker
  • Fforde, Jasper. The Eyre Affair
  • Moore, Christopher. A Dirty Job
  • Russo, Richard. Empire Falls
  • Vanderhaeghe, Guy. The Englishman’s Boy
  • Wright, Richard B. October
  • Prose, Francine. Goldengrove
  • Fforde, Jasper. Lost in a Good Book
  • Chabon, Michael. The Yiddish Policemen’s Union
  • Le Guin, Ursula K. Powers
  • Austen, Jane and Seth Grahame-Smith. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies
  • Hill, Lawrence. The Book of Negroes
  • Gessen, Keith. All the Sad Young Literary Men
  • Fforde, Jasper. The Well of Lost Plots
  • Furey, Leo. The Long Run
  • Clarke, Brock. An Arsonist’s Guide to Writers’ Homes in New England
  • Wright, Richard B. Clara Callan
  • Gallant, Mavis. A Fairly Good Time
  • Foer, Jonathan Safran. Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
  • Mosley, Walter. This Year You Write Your Novel
  • Russo, Richard. Bridge of Sighs
  • Montgomery, Lucy Maud. Anne of Green Gables
  • Chabon, Michael. The Mysteries of Pittsburgh
  • O’Neill, Heather. Lullabies for Little Criminals
  • Toews, Miriam. The Flying Troutmans
  • Prose, Francine. The Peaceable Kingdom
  • Robinson, Marilynne. Housekeeping
  • Fforde, Jasper. Something Rotten
  • Baker, Nicholson. The Anthologist
  • Chabon, Michael. Gentlemen of the Road
  • Chabon, Michael. A Model World and Other Stories
  • Baker, Nicholson. The Mezzanine
  • Saul, John Ralston. A Fair Country
  • Hay, Elizabeth. Late Nights on Air
  • Chabon, Michael. Maps and Legends
  • Barbery, Muriel. Gourmet Rhapsody
  • Baker, Nicholson. The Everlasting Story of Nory
  • McEwan, Ian. On Chesil Beach
  • Montgomery, Lucy Maud. Anne of Avonlea
  • Chabon, Michael. Manhood for Amateurs
  • Coupland, Douglas. Generation A
  • Barbery, Muriel. The Elegance of the Hedgehog
  • Bicknell, Jeanette. Why Music Moves Us
  • Crummey, Michael. Flesh and Blood
  • Strube, Cordelia. Lemon

Public reading – Words Worth Hearing

Two nights in Waterloo, two nights of public readings. The second, hosted by Words Worth Books, featured three well-known writers: Catherine Gildiner, Michael Crummey, and Karen Connelly. It was a highly entertaining evening well worth the $10 admission. All three are brilliant public speakers. Connelly’s politically charged memoir of love on the Burmese border was as delicately sculpted as it was heartfelt. Gildiner was hilarious with tales of box ‘media’ stores in the USA where she has to explain to staff what a ‘reading’ is and many practised insights into the nature of the disaster that is the teenage female personality. Crummey was charming and his tale of Newfoundland ‘way, way back’ brought the evening to a rousing close. After such an evening, I cannot imagine anyone who would not be delighted to read any book by one of these writers.