Like Ebony and Ivory
My kindle and my bookcases
Live together in perfect harmony
I found that I was not actually required to tidy-out (or up) my bookcases on the day my kindle was delivered. The disordered heaps stand, to this day.
To the best of my knowledge, I still appear to be welcome in bookstores, if I keep the kindle well hidden. ( I think that there still may be a bookstore open, about thirty miles up the road in that University Town.)
Some nights, on the bedside table, the kindle is on top of a book, other nights the book is on top of the kindle. Some nights, it's a sort of a sandwich affair: book, ereader, magazine.
I've never actually caught them engaged in sexual activity. Neither have I ever seen them fighting.
I live in The Peaceable Kingdom. I enjoy having options.