Despair, Oh Frail Human

Spielberg, Hemmingway, Einstein, any number of presidents not named Bush, that guy at the gas station, the gal at the drive-in, you and of course, me. We’re all connected in that great human struggle: Our inability to chose books for travels.

Or so I like to believe.

It’s one of those things I spend the most time on when going traveling, and I often find myself skimming through and reading passages of about 10 – 15 books, stacking them this way; that. Trying to insure myself against that harshest of human realizations; the 80-page-in realization of “shit dude, this book sucks”.

Currently I’m leaning towards bringing a single previously unread book, which is currently Alastair Reynolds Absolution Gap, though Cryptonomicon has been drawing me for some time, it having been 8 years or so since I last read it. Also, I’ve got World War Z just sitting there, staring at me, begging me to prepare for the coming Zombie apocalypse…

Now, had I owned a Kindle, this wouldn’t be a problem, but this is Denmark, a country so small and cozy that Amazon wouldn’t touch it with a stick tied to another stick.

Ugh.

4 Responses to “Despair, Oh Frail Human”


  • That was a really roundabout way of saying “the only responsible thing for me to do is to get a Kindle as soon as possible after the plane lands”. :-)

  • Thing is, you can’t buy Kindle’s in shops… Ugh.

  • Stanza on iphone is the way. I’m reading tons (well…. ok – few, but still it’s more, than before I used stanza) of books on my phone.

  • Have you thought of trying one of the growing number of alternatives to the Kindle?

    Personally, I like the idea of eBooks but I’m still not sold. A quick check of some of the booksellers (Amazon UK doesn’t sell eBooks at the moment, redirecting you to Mobipocket instead) suggests the range of titles is limited and in most cases they cost more than the paperback.

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