I was checking the listing for Accordion Dreams on Amazon a couple of days ago. I was shocked to discover a little notice that it's now available on Kindle.
I followed the link and, sure enough, there I was. Kindled.
My first reaction was to wonder how this happened. Then I figured it must have been the publisher's decision. It's probably a good thing. Right? I guess so. I don't own a Kindle and have no desire for one. So I'm not the best judge.
I was amused to discover that my Kindle sales rank is pretty good. Better than than my regular old book rankings. (Yes, I know you have to take all that with many grains of salt!) But there I was, at #6 in one of my little niche categories, folk and traditional music. Right behind three different biographies of Peter Seeger, a Woody Guthrie bio, some Paul Simon lyrics, and Donovan's autobiography. Just ahead of a book on yodeling. (I just checked today--the yodeler has now passed me by....)
Well, I am in good company for sure. But I haven't yet made up my mind about Kindle, or any other e-book reader. Or e-books in general. I know people who love them. But I'm an old-fashioned girl. A Luddite.
Old enough to actually remember Donovan, for heaven's sake!
It's hard for me to picture a bunch of old folkies hunkered down over their e-book readers. But I guess some do.
Maybe I better reconsider.
Here I am, Kindled:
Causes Blair Kilpatrick Supports
Louisiana Folk Roots, National Alliance for the Mentally Ill, Habitat for Humanity/Musician's Village New Orleans, Doctors Without Borders