5 Reasons Books Are Better Than E-Readers

5 Reasons Books Are Better Than E-Readers

E-readers have become well-established in the reading world, but are they really a preferable alternative to physical books?​
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1. Books don't need to be charged.

If you’re a binge reader or a travel reader like me, you might read a few hundred pages in one sitting. Now, to be fair, this “one sitting” may last several hours, and an e-reader will probably not be able to make it that long without needing a charge. What if you’re on a plane and there aren’t any outlets? How will you ever know what happens in the next chapter? Imagine spending the rest of your plane ride crying silently as you stare out the window, because that’s what will happen. (Or maybe you’ll sob violently, I mean let’s be honest, I don’t know you or your crying habits.)

2. Technology is unreliable.

True story: my mom’s Nook died a few months ago and now it looks like her iPad (with her Nook app on it) is having trouble too. Real, physical books will never malfunction, but technology is supremely unpredictable. Not to mention, one day our technological creations will rise up against us, (most likely aided by the Cybermen,) in an attempt to erase humanity.

3. A shelf of books is always impressive.

Okay, maybe this is just me, but I would always rather have shelves upon shelves of books than even the most expensive piece of e-reader technology. I love the look and feel of books, both new and old. I love just the sight of it alone: all the different colors and sizes of the spines lined up, stacked up, and stuck in every available space. Then add in that feeling every book lover has experienced in Barnes and Noble: running your hand down the spines of an entire aisle of books. (For more on this visit my article Why Old Books Are The Best Books!)

4. No one is going to steal a physical book.

Okay, maybe someone would, but by and large it's more common to steal an item with a larger resale price: like an e-reader. Of course you would be upset if someone stole your book or even if it just went missing, but it would be more of an "I'm-so-sad-I-really-liked-that-book" kind of upset, rather than an "I'm-so-angry-I-lost-my-books-and-I-paid-a-pretty-penny-for-that" kind of upset. In our society today, we have enough small, valuable and misplace-able devices already.

5. We need to support bookstores.

*Attention! This is an important consumer alert!* Bookstores are becoming rare, people! Borders is out of business now, so what have we got left? Barnes and Noble and Books-A-Million? (Let's be honest, we all know Books-A-Million is just the poor man's Barnes and Noble anyway.) We're killing a good bit of their business with e-readers, as well as online shopping through sites like Amazon. Even I, as a book lover, rarely go to an actual bookstore anymore because of the convenience factor. We as a society are so spoiled with our online conveniences, and we very well could online shop our way to zero bookstores. Most important of all are the small businesses, though. Let me just say, there is nothing like the magic of a locally owned bookstore, my favorites being Underground Books in Carrollton, GA and A Novel Experience in Zebulon, GA. When I walk in to either of these places, I can feel the unique character as well as the thought that has been put into every detail. Rest assured the owners will love books just as much as you, and would love to help you find anything you're looking for. I can't imagine a world without bookstores, and we can't wait around to take action until they're almost gone. We need to actively support them today!

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22 Post Malone ‘beerbongs & bentleys’ Lyrics College Kids Will Use As Insta Captions This Summer

It's here, and it's fire.
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If you didn't know, I am really not sure how you wouldn't know, but it's fine, Post Malone's new album FINALLY came out! Posty has time and time again proven that he's a trailblazer in the music industry. His genre is a mix of everything, from rap to acoustic guitar, and he sounds like he's at home in both settings.

Here it is, a list of Post Malone lyrics you'll use or see as Instagram captions. I can already feel it, this summer is Posty's summer –– a summer for "beerbongs & bentleys."

1. "Spoil My Night" - "Won't you come spoil my night?"

2. "Spoil My Night" - "Feelings come into play and I'm thinkin' this happens every time"

3. "Spoil My Night" - "Yeah, when I walk up in a party, they all act like they know me"

4. "Zack and Codeine" - "Been livin' fast, no I can't take it slowly"

5. "Zack and Codeine" - "But it don't mean nothing without all my people"

6. "Zack and Codeine" - "Pour that drink 'cause we ain't sleepin' tonight"

7. "Takin Shots" - "Heard that there's a party, I might pay a visit"

8. "Takin Shots" - "Baby, just for the night, you my soulmate"

9. "Over Now" - "I'ma turn the tables, promise you will not forget it"

10. "Stay" - "Damn, who are we right now?"

11. "Blame It On Me" - "These hurricanes inside of my brain"

12. "Same Bitches" - "Bottles on deck, and my drink full"

13. "Same Bitches" - "Population four million, how I see the same bitches?"

14. "Jonestown" - "It happens every time"

15. "92 Explorer" - "She in the front seat head bangin'"

16. "Sugar Wraith" - "And then I went and changed my life"

17. "Sugar Wraith" - "I take the lead, they just follow"

18. "Rockstar" - "Sayin, 'I'm with the band'"

19. "Rockstar" - "Livin’ like a Rockstar, I’m livin’ like a Rockstar"

20. "Rockstar" - "Sweeter than a Pop-Tart”

21. "Psycho" - "Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you"

22. "Psycho" - "I got homies, let it go"

Cover Image Credit: Post Malone // Instagram

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What Harry Potter Means To Me

A special thank you to the Boy Who Lived.
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Growing up, my sister was my role model; whether it be buying all the expansion packs for Sims 3, cutting my hair for side bangs, or playing with Barbies, I followed every trend that she did in an attempt to be just like her.

When she was seven, my sister moved to Youghal, a small town in County Cork in Ireland. I was too young to really remember her moving, but as I grew up, watching my sister, my best friend, leave my side without knowing when I would see her again became the most heartbreaking experience I could have imagined.

We used to play school together when we were young- she taught me how to read and write the whole alphabet in cursive and in print by the time I was five years old, and it was during this time that she instilled my passion for reading. From the time I could spell "c-a-t", she had thrust a book in my small hands- books that were much too advanced for a normal five year old, but I read them with such an avarice that I continued to find books far above my level.

When I was six years old, she bestowed upon me one that would forever change my life and how I viewed the world; it was her worn-out copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, a novel by J.K. Rowling. When I first read the preview on the back cover, I found the plot somewhat boring- what is so significant about a young boy with a scar in the shape of lightning on his head? Not wanting to disappoint my sister, I decided to give it a try and was absolutely enraptured by the end of the first chapter. I fell in love with the eleven-year-old boy from 4 Privet Drive, Surrey, England.

The world of Harry Potter opened my eyes up to an entire new land, one full of magical creatures and friendships that would last a lifetime. We would stay up late discussing Harry Potter theories, debating back and forth on whether Snape was truly a hero or a villain, the logistics of Dumbledore and Harry’s relationship, and on whether Romione or Harmony should have prevailed.

Due to unfortunate circumstances, I did not see my sister for three whole years- from the ages of 12 until 15, the only time we made contact was through a screen, and this was a privileged rarity. During this time, I stopped paying attention to the Boy Who Lived. I was going through a series of rough patches, and just starting high school; it seemed silly to live in a fantasy world of my childhood, especially without my sister there to share it with me.

In the winter of 2014, I was given a chance to finally reconnect with the distant sister that I had missed so dearly; she came home for a week which, coincidentally, happened to be an ABC marathon of the Harry Potter movies.

I remember the sheer excitement in my sister’s expression as she snatched the remote off the table, muttering about Harry Potter as she found the channel for ABC like she had it committed to memory.

Apprehensively, I sat on the couch next to her to watch the movie (ironically, it was the last one). I didn’t remember all that much about the series, but I was so beyond desperate to once again connect with my long-lost sister, that I figured I would at least pretend to know what was happening.

It all came rushing back to me at the first shot of green light from Harry’s wand; it felt as though we were seven and twelve years old again, discussing in detail the plots twists and turns. She howled when Fred died with his last laugh still etched into his face, and I had to control myself from bursting into tears at the sight of Lupin and Tonks holding hands on their separate stretchers. Before I knew it, it was as though we were children again, completely entranced by a world that all started in the mind of a brilliant author.

Soon after, we passed on our tradition to our younger siblings; within a year, they all had read the series with our same voracity. Since then, I have made it my mission to keep my love for the series alive; my sister comes home more often for visits, and we have even taken the trip to Harry Potter World in Universal Studios together. I now own Harry Potter themed blankets, pillows, socks, and even makeup brushes- all of my siblings, in fact, have matching Harry Potter shirts!

Harry Potter has become a stronghold for not only my relationship with my sister, but a tradition amongst the entire family; no matter how far apart we are physically, we are bonded by our love for the Boy Who Lived.

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