This morning, hundreds of Amazon Kindle owners awoke to discover that
books by a certain famous author had mysteriously disappeared from
their e-book readers. These were books that they had bought and paid
for—thought they owned.
But no, apparently the publisher changed its mind about offering an electronic edition, and apparently Amazon, whose business lives and dies by publisher happiness, caved. It electronically deleted all books by this author from people’s Kindles and credited their accounts for the price.
But no, apparently the publisher changed its mind about offering an electronic edition, and apparently Amazon, whose business lives and dies by publisher happiness, caved. It electronically deleted all books by this author from people’s Kindles and credited their accounts for the price.
Post here via via Kip. The following is so true:
As one of my readers noted, it’s like Barnes & Noble sneaking into
our homes in the middle of the night, taking some books that we’ve been
reading off our nightstands, and leaving us a check on the coffee
table.
The Kindle seems kind of cool, but this will make me think twice should I ever think about buying one.