Joanna crawls back into her Nook

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I’m hooked on Nook again.

In the aftermath of Superstorm Sandy — also known as the Year of the Nook — when I overdosed on the free Nook selections, I unplugged the e-reader and settled on a few new interests. I developed an obsessive desire to crochet and knit ’till the cows came home.

And now have enough pot holders, scarves, and doilies to last me seven lifetimes, as well as family members telling me “thanks, but no thanks” to more knitted cowls, hats and leg warmers.

After putting down the hooks and needles and putting the yarn crafts to rest, the other hobby that took hold was beading. I beaded earrings, bracelets, necklaces, Christmas ornaments, and yes, even cat toys — don’t ask! My free time was consumed with Toho’s, Delica’s, and Miyuki’s. And let’s not even discuss the cat toys — feathers and beads and baubles, oh my!

Beading was the craft to end all crafts. When I beaded, I went into the “Zen zone,” as my BFF Donna called it.

I zoned-out so well that my blood pressure dropped, I didn’t worry where my daughter Bri was, what time she was coming home, or even if the sky was falling. As long as I was beading, I was calmer than the Dalai Lama on a fast.

But as all my obsessive driven crafts go, the beading frenzy has slowed down and I find myself up a creative creek without a paddle, yet again.

Until last week that is — when the Nook beeped to life again. Bri needed to get a book for a summer class, and after ordering it from Amazon — and discovering it wouldn’t come until after the class was finished — I said, “get it on Nook.” It’s instant, available, and easy.

I charged up the e-reader, ordered the book and the day was saved.

Unfortunately, after reading a chapter or two Bri, hated the Nook. “How old is this thing? she asked. “It doesn’t even light up,” she complained, “how do you read it?” And that was that.

So my bare-bones Nook was all charged up with nowhere to go. And even though there was no light, no color, no games, it had gotten me through Superstorm Sandy, and I’m not one to fix what ain’t broke. So I browsed the free and cheap Nook books, downloaded a few dozen selections, and I’m off and Nooking again.

Not for Nuthin™, and even though I’m not one to kick an old Nook to the curb, I have to admit that Bri was right — without a light, it is hard on the eyesight, and having a game or two would be a nice change of pace. Sorry old friend, but I think it just might be time for an upgrade.

Joanna DelBuono writes about national issues every Wednesday on E-mail her at
Updated 11:48 am, January 16, 2019
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