The only e-reading I do is on my PC screen and I don't even like reading short stories with that set-up, but I'm sure if I crossed over to a dedicate e-reader then I'm sure I could get used to it very quickly and really not notice...
...however I have a complex set of emotions and feelings for the printed words over the electronic one. To take an analogy, there's more to food than just nutrition and fuel; there's how it looks, the appetising smell, the texture... There's a whole richness lost in e-reading in my eyes, the tactile sensation of handling the page, the smell of an aged book, books as beautiful objects just to look at!
Say I was offered three hundred books - if I were given then in paper form it would feel like Christmas to me. To get the exact same books on a Kindle as digital files, I'm much more on the 'meh' side of emotions. (Even given my current lack of space in my flat)
I offer this explanation: See, I'm not a Christian. Never been baptised, never been conferred by any church on any major event on my life, in fact never ever been to a bog standard Sunday service. My family were all good wholesome atheists/agnostics. But during all my childhood we all went religiously to the local library every two weeks to swap our four (or was it five, I'm hazy on the number we were allowed) old previous choices with a new selection. To me the library is my temple. It was a tiny little place, but it was choked full of row upon row of books, whole universes of adventures and ideas, people lives and descriptions of faraway exotic places. Practically all hardback and with that 'library' smell. It was always joyful experience, full of excitement and mystery! and I couldn't wait to get back and get stuck in to start reading. I still get the 'aftershocks' of all that looking at a pile of books now.
I'm not sure this sort of thing goes on as much as I think it used to. You have to remember this was the late 70s/early 80s and the world was different. Only three channels on the telly, no computers (unless you counted Simon the electronic game), radio was ruled by Radio 1 and massive multi-player on-line games only took place in the real world with your friends, usually on bikes. Books then were huge parts of my entertainment at the time.