There is a common misconception that Kindles, Nook Books, Kobos and other e-readers are somehow killing the market of books published in print. People tend to take a side on whether they appreciate the ability to carry lots of reading material in a single device, or if a precious hardback book can be pried from their cold, dead hands.
What does quarantine, Pinterest, and my craving for sour foods have in common? A burning desire to try a new recipe since there is literally nothing else to do. Also, I had an unopened ice-cream maker in my cabinet that was calling my name. A couple weeks ago, I finally answered. I decided to try making Key Lime Pie Ice-Cream.
It was 2016. I was armed with my brand-new passport, a full bottle of SPF 50 sunscreen, and the TSA Carry-On Restrictions list. I was packing for an eight-day study abroad trip with my fellow classmates, and of course, I had left it for the absolute last minute.
“An oxygen mask will automatically appear in front of you. Place the mask firmly over your nose and mouth…” I had one headphone in, my face turned to look out the window while the flight attendant continued, “…secure the elastic band behind your head…” and breathe normally, I thought along with her. “If you are traveling with a child or someone who requires assistance, secure your mask on first, and then assist the other person.”
The first thing people think of when nonfiction is mentioned is probably a biography, or maybe that textbook you spent 300 bucks on and have opened exactly twice. Neither of these things makes me excited for even the possibility of cracking open a nonfiction book, and in my heart, I'm a little bitter about it.