I murdered my kindle about 15 months ago. There were tears or at least as many as could be shed given the circumstances.
It was brutal.
We were on a trip to Hungary, so of course I found myself with nothing to read - well in English anyway.
My Hungarian is functional at worst I can order Coffee without a chaperon, at best I can make Lady Pilgrim's friends and family uncomfortable by communicating my understanding of a conversation that they thought was being broadcast "in code".
But as per usual, I digress.....
we bought two Kobo minis at £29 a pop.
For a while all was good. I enjoyed the no bull way that my little Kobo could deal with the random files that I put on it. Let me tell you that when it comes to technology I tend to try and make things do stuff they were not supposed to do. I guess it's just my nature to push.
Anyway the Kobo was great for travelling, the touch screen perfect for reading comics
(which with all the faffing around was not all that much fun on the kindle keyboard)
The little monster would read txt & doc, files hell it even has chess on it,
Sudoku too if you’re that kind of weirdo.
I did however have more than a few issues with it. Something about the ergonomics of it just didn't sit well in my hand. Often I’d accidentally turn the page with a stray finger because there was no other way to hold the device, little things like that. I enjoyed the freedom of the Kobo's catalogue that didn't restrict me with what I could and couldn't read on their device, they didn't care where I got my files from or even where I took theirs.
(Something that I think Amazon could do a lot more to try and facilitate - but more on that in a later)
I did however miss the read-aloud capability of my Kindle 3, something that Kindle seem to have taken a decision to discontinue in future models for "financial reasons".
(as in : if anyone is going to listen to audio versions of their books they’re not
going to do it for free)
The other thing which was starting to annoy me was the lack of ePub files available from Indie authors.
Paul Jameson, Meg Cowley, Rayne Hall (go check out her Writers craft series),
Theresa Hawk, John Winter and a few others have been all kinds of sweet as they tried to help me find a way to read their books. It would seem that being an Indie author means being forced to choose.
Kindle really does have a monopoly and that is simultaneously comforting and disconcerting.
They've got us covered, we get everything (well almost everything) in one place but they refuse to let us leave the premises with any of the goods that we have exchanged our hard earned cash for.
Which is kind of weird.
I can't buy a Kindle Mobi file and read it on a Kobo or even download an mp3 of the audiobook and take it elsewhere. I am forced to use Amazon's apps to listen to it.
(the average price of which being £14 - quite steep for an imaginary product that I don't really own)
The fault in ours stars by John Green - £11.45
Hunger games (Book 1) by Suzanne Collins - £12.40
Gone girl by Gillian Flynn - £21.85
Horns by Joe Hill - £13.10
Revival by Stephen King - £21.87
(Prices as at 20/01/2015)
I really don't know how to feel any more.
If I can buy an album/book from Google Play and download the files as well as listen to / read them using their in house apps then why can't Amazon offer it's customers the same freedom?
Maybe it's just me but that seems kind of odd.
Will Pilgrim admit defeat and hand over his hard earned cash to a company that seems to have all the fingers
and own all the pies?
Will he cry himself to sleep at night over the fact that he like so many others had no alternative
but to sell out?
Will he wax lyrical about the price of eggs or actually stuff some real information into his blog?
Find out next week in the marginally intriguing, semi hair raising, overly self-indulgent final instalment of