I've always been behind the curve on technology. When the original Nintendo came out, and my friends were all playing this new game called Super Mario Bros., I was racing Pole Position on my Atari 2600, on a black-and-white TV none the less. By the time I got a Nintendo I believe the Super Nintendo was already growing old. I didn't have a TV in my bedroom or access to a computer until I got married.
It's not that I have a problem with technology. Video games remain one of the greatest threats to my writing. I'm just somehow always slow to get on the bandwagon. For Christmas I got my very own Kindle Touch and recently I traded in my Motorola Razr (that I had been carrying for almost 5 years) for an iPhone.
My point? I don't know, does there have to be one? Oh, okay.
Technology is awesome.
The late Steve Jobs truly was the Thomas Edison of our time. His inventions revolutionized they way we live and interact. I grew up with a rotary land-line phone. We didn't have cable. I remember when we got our first VCR (it was the size of a boombox and had a remote tethered to it by a 10 foot cord) and I can recall a time before microwaves. And now we have a pocket sized portable computers that give us instant access to just about anything we want and connects us to people all around the globe. It's so ingrained in our lives that most people can't function without it (I mean smart phones in general, not just iPhones). I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not, but it sure is a fun toy.
I fought the idea of e-books with all of my writerly dignity until a saucy, out-spoken scribbler named Joe Konrath converted me. Self publishing has given me a whole new look on writing and I love reading on my Kindle. I'm right in the middle of The Game of Thrones: A Clash of Kings, but it's the dead tree, hardback version. Every time I lug that turtle-cracker around I lament that it's not on my sweet little Kindle. I'm not saying that I'm giving up paper books completely, but I can't see myself spending $20 - $30 for a hardback anytime soon.