When Books Die

We’ll likely live to see the day when books in paper form are no longer published. I don’t want books to die. Ever since I was a pre-teen reading Danielle Steels novels in the back of the family suburban on long road trips, I have wanted to write books, to see my work published in paper form. Holding a book gives me incredible joy. Especially if it’s a beautiful book. They are delicate art object I can run my hand over, feel the coarseness of the paper, look at the black words so neatly printed. Inside the treasures, I find ideas, pearls of sentences, unknown words—they all take me on a journey. While words, sentences, and ideas are also on Kindle, it’s not the same for me. A paperback is a