Goodbye, Kindle

Those of you who know me are used to this. I get attached to things—like, REALLY attached.

The time I tried to pretend that I was a real adult, somewhere around the age of 25, I declared to Mr. H that it was time to get rid of Ken the cow.

ken the cow on the road
(If you haven’t met him, this is Ken and he’s awesome.)

I made him put Ken in a duffel bag so I couldn’t see his face as he went out the front door, out of my life forever.

As you can imagine, that made it even worse. It was like my favorite stuffed animal friend was being carried off in a body bag.

Mr. H hesitated by the door, took one look at me, and brought Ken safely back inside. He knew.

I still have Ken the cow to this day. I’m in my thirties, I sleep with a stuffed animal—and dammit—I don’t care.

Today this post is about letting go of another friend, who simply goes by the name of Kindle.

My mom asked me if I wanted the new Kindle for my birthday next week, which is the sweetest gift she could ever offer me. Naturally, I hesitated before saying yes.

Me and Kindle go WAY back. My mom passed him on to me back in 2012 when she got an iPad.

It was a life-changing moment for me, when I finally decided to give ebooks a chance after being such a paperback purist.

But I wanted to read ebooks by other indie authors, to support them in the same way that some of them have supported me.

Kindle was the way to do it.

Me and Kindle got off to a rocky start. I was reluctant to give up real books in any way. Kindle knew our relationship would take some time and he was very patient with me.

But then, tragedy struck.

Hazel the cat murdered him, knocked him right off the top of our built-in cabinet. I found Kindle’s lifeless body on the floor. I pressed his power button repeatedly, trying to resuscitate him…but there was nothing.

Until that moment, I didn’t realize how close I had become to Kindle and I was very sad. I went back to regular books for a while, then months later—for shits and giggles—I tried turning Kindle back on.

And he was alive. Back from the dead!

After that we were inseparable, and I rarely left the house without Kindle by my side.

He showed me many wonderful novels on his little screen. He didn’t mind when I spilled beer on him and he never judged me when I was too tired to spend quality time with him in bed.

Kindle didn’t complain once during our cross-country move from Milwaukee to Portland. He was a real trooper and a stand-up guy.

New Kindle arrived on Thursday. It’s lightweight, tech savvy, and shiny.

The transition has been made. My library is now on New Kindle, but I haven’t read anything just yet. I needed to give Original Kindle a proper goodbye with this tribute.

Though I only captured a few moments, here are some of our fondest memories together…

my very first kindle

Kindle cat

fall of giants kindle

cat kindle stand

Thanks for everything, Kindle. You will be missed!

P.S. In case you missed grabbing the Everything’s Not Bigger freebie last weekend, if you have Amazon prime, you can borrow two of my books completely free from the Owner’s Library—Everything’s Not Bigger and I just added Nola Fran Evie. Enjoy!

42 thoughts on “Goodbye, Kindle

  1. Thank God, Mr. H saved Ken the cow, I love him!!

    I just bought a new car (a red mini which I love) but when I started to drive away from the dealership and saw my old car parked there, I felt such a pit in my stomach. I took a moment and thanked her for all the great times we had.

    So, I know what you mean, Britt. We value our possessions, they are meaningful to us. As they should be. This way they don’t seem constantly replaceable.

    1. I know!!! I can’t believe I even considered getting rid of Ken. Absurd!

      Oh, no! Yeah, cars are another one, especially a car that you had for a while. We had to trade in Gandalf the Gray, our pick-up truck, after we moved here. He was great in Wisconsin with the snow, but Gandalf wasn’t right for Portland. We said our proper goodbyes, of course.

      I totally agree that our possessions should be meaningful. They’re often extensions of ourselves.

      1. Gandalf the Gray! You have great names for everything. I should name my car. I see her as a “girl” which I’ve never done with a car before (they’ve been asexual before, I guess) so I will thinking of the right name for her as I commute this week.

  2. I’ve had two Kindles. An older generation kindle and the first edition kindle fire. I gave my mother the older kindle, but I still have fond memories of using it. It opened my mind to some of the greats, like Fitzgerald and Wilde.

    1. It’s funny, because I was so reluctant to start reading ebooks so I never thought I would become attached to my Kindle like this. But like you said, if you think about the fond memories and some of the greats you get to experience, it all makes perfect sense.

  3. I totally felt this way when I was getting a new computer. The old PC just wasn’t cutting it, even by my low standards, so I made the switch to a Mac. Took me all of a week and a half before I could even open the box and even then, I still didn’t transfer my old files until I absolutely had to. All in good time though. You’ll make friends with New Kindle soon enough. 🙂

    1. I totally get it! I’m facing a similar situation right now between two Mac laptops—my oldie that I’ve had for years and a newbie I received for work. I can’t bring myself to do it. I’ve written too many books and blog posts on this laptop, we there’s a lot of history there.

      New Kindle and I hung out for the first time last night. We’ll get there. 🙂

    1. Ken is quite the cow, isn’t he? Kindle’s have always been neat and now they’re on a whole other level. I don’t know if they can make coffee for us yet. Unless there’s an app for that! 🙂

  4. Holy cow! I’d be afraid to turn my back on Ken after that experience…. I’m on my second kindle. The first was the old keypad non-lighted model. I love the paperwhite lighting and, for these aging eyes, the ability to enlarge the type.
    Btw, I’m a third of the way through Nola Fran Evie and enjoying it. Like summer in winter. Those dames!

    1. Haha…holy cow! Hey, I love to enlarge the type as well—especially at the end of the day after staring at a computer.

      Awesome! Means a lot to hear that, Tom. Summer in winter is nice, right? 🙂

  5. I see nothing wrong with keeping the cow. Wish I had one. While living in Thailand my oldest son sent me a Kindle and I made myself get use to it. I’ve since gotten the new ‘WhitePaper’ back-lighted one and we’re inseparable. Books are so expensive in Thailand that the kindle was a blessing. Now when I read from a ‘real’ book I keep loosing my place because I forget to mark it. We’re back in the States but my kindle is always by my side.

    1. See, I love that. Before ebooks, it was hard to have that kind of reading access anywhere in the world. I feel you on the losing place thing! I was doing that with my last paperback too. 🙂

  6. I think the key is knowing which things have true sentimental value, and which are just needless hoarding. Ken the Cow in a body bag is so wrong! He must be kept. But Kindle? There’ll always be another kindle. It’s not like a book, where you can write on the page. And that’s the sad part, in a way 🙂

    1. Ken and Kindle are certainly on different levels. It’s funny how I felt when New Kindle came along, because I wasn’t expecting to have any attachment to an electronic device whatsoever. When I explored those feelings, it started to make sense for me. I read some fantastic books on there. 🙂

  7. My wife still sleeps with a stuffed animal. I’ve decided to consider it charming.

    As for the Kindle, I am gonna hafta go with the cat on this one; the Luddite in me will forever resist that gadget with every fiber of my being.

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