barking up the wrong book

My latest poetry book came out as an e-book. I've never read an e-book, and I will continue to not do so as long as the things I want to read are available in dead-tree format. I can already see a day, probably within the next few years, when I will have to get an e-book reader because the younger authors whom I follow will probably publish only in that format. Sad. You can't look at a wall full of bookshelves covered with e-books, all stored on a single electronic device 6 inches high and 4 inches wide, and get the sense of satisfaction that musty pulp gives. Just last night I started reading a novel by Kate Wilhelm, published in the 1970s, which my wife bought back then, and some of the pages fell out! You don't get that kind of excitement from an e-book. Plus, when you fall asleep reading a bark book, and it falls to the floor, so what, even if the dog does eat it. The same certainly cannot be said for an e-book reader.