I’m not sure if it was nostalgia for Steve Jobs, my aching back, or the encouragement of readers, but this week, in one of those passionate gotta-have moments, I rushed out and bought an iPad.

This is hard to admit in pubic, but I’m finally coming out.

After telling my book club, my children, and the English major in me that real books are better, I’ve been sneaking around with a Kindle.