Me?
I love to get my hands on a book, the actual, physical copy.
I crave the whole experience of the look and the feel of the cover art and even the smell of the freshly printed pages.
I like to interact with the book. I’m afraid to say I make notes and mark pages, highlight passages that really speak to me. For me, my copy becomes something new and different as a result of my reading experience.
But then I have friends who are horrified by this. They treat their books like treasures or relics and virtually don white gloves to read them.
Some have been known to buy hard and soft copies, one for their collection and the other for the reading part.
Latterly, many people buy and store their books on their devices, especially if they do a lot of reading on the go.
Well, whatever your preferences, Legend of the Lost is available in a range of formats, from the traditional physical book with that sensual purple cover that has been such a big hit, through to the Kindle edition, available to read instantly from the Amazon store.
Personally, I admire the approach taken by this reader:
“We had to have the hard copy and wanted Ian to sign it. That now takes pride of place and we’ve bought Kindle versions for our friends so we can share the experience.”
But how you mix up your options to suit your lifestyle and preferences is entirely down to you.
To celebrate the launch of the Kindle version, however, here’s another brief extract from Legend of the Lost.
It’s a key moment for Holly and Savannah which changes everything for them both, forever.
We’ve chosen carefully to avoid spoilers, which those of you who have read the book will know, isn’t easy:
“Just for fun, she had brought the scarlet robe with her, hidden in a carrier bag. She pulled it about her as she sat down on the flattest rock to wait, being sure to tuck the bag away in her pocket.
She wasn’t there for long before the figure of her friend appeared from the seaward side of the beach, looking radiant in a long ocean blue dress and golden hair band. She smiled as she saw Holly, who stood up to greet her.
“Don’t you find that this is always a little bit of a blowy spot?” Holly said, forgetting for a moment that Savannah had no spoken words.
Savannah smiled, looked deep into Holly’s eyes and then took her hand and led her towards the cliff-face. It looked as though they were headed for a dead end, but it must have been an optical illusion caused by the way the boulders were lying.
Soon, much to Holly’s surprise, they were at a part of the beach that she hadn’t noticed was accessible before. Here, their footprints seemed to be the very first, not just for this tide but ever.
After a short walk, they approached what looked like a solid rock wall, covered in ivy and seagrass. Savannah reached forward and drew the grassy and leafy covering aside like living curtains. She then gestured for Holly to follow her inside.
What greeted them as they stepped, blinking, into a cool, cavernous, salty-smelling space simply took Holly’s breath away.”
Legend of The Lost 