I’ve blathered here about how much I love my Kindle, but I have found a downside: I don’t even have to put my shoes on to go impulse shopping. Though I’ve downloaded a lot of freebies and cheapies, I’ve also paid up to $10 or $12 a book, too. I don’t even want to think about how badly blown my book budget would be if I didn’t consider “budget” a dirty word.
Take today. I was reading a Desert Isle (or is it Island?) review of a book on All About Romance (http://www.likesbooks.com). It’s a post-Civil War book — one of my favorite time periods. The book sounded great, so I clicked on the handy-dandy “buy me now at Amazon” link and, poof, 30 seconds later, A Reason to Live by Maureen McKade was waiting on my Kindle.
I love the immediate gratification, and I’ve read more in the few months I’ve had the Kindle than I did in the entire year before. It’s always with me, and always with something I want to read, no matter what my mood.
Impulse shopping, instant gratification and books . . . what more could a Slut want???