Saturday, November 28, 2015
The Death of my Kindle Fire
After a slow, lingering decline, my first generation Kindle Fire finally charged its last charge earlier this week. My best guess is that its loose charging port, which was an issue with the first Kindles, finally gave out. I hate that it died, but I really have no complaints. The device lasted four years, which is longer than I expected. Between me and the boys, it was in almost constant use for books and apps and streaming video. (And Minecraft. Lots and lots of Minecraft.)
Teenage Daughter, who is busy with other non-Kindley things, has been kind enough to let me use hers until I get a replacement. So I can still watch Netflix in my little sewing nook. These days, I do most of my ebook reading on my new-to-me iPhone 4s. I usually need to be close to the phone and using it instead of the Kindle means there's less thing to carry with me.
If you want to give ebooks a try but aren't sure you'll love them, install the Kindle app onto your smart phone. There are lots of free books available and many libraries have ebooks available as an option.
Everything I loved when we first got our Kindles still applies. Now the question is whether I want the new, inexpensive one or something with a few more bells and whistles. For what I do, I think I'd be just fine with, and less intimidated by, the fifty dollar one.