Given that the kindle doesn't supply any facility -- either in the media library or on the kindle itself -- for organizing things, that pleasure does not translate to the virtual world well at all. I don't even bother to index on LibraryThing all my kindle purchases (maybe some day. . .).
As I have been cataloging my physical books as I pack them up for the move -- something I fervently desire never to have to do again, and given that I plan to move again when the kids are grown, I sure hope to transfer the bulk of the library to virtual form before then -- how do I feel about the loss of this activity? It would be easy to wax poetic, as so many self-described readers have before me: to lovingly describe the smell of physical books, the feel of the binding, the crackle of the paper.
Blah, blah, bleeping, blah.
But I have kids, and I have complex politico-socio-psychological issues with hiring someone to clean my stuff. As a result, my books are dusty (I used to dust them when I played with them. No play, no clean = dust). The dust makes me sneeze and cough. The dust gets in my eyes. I worry about the dust collecting in my son's bedroom and aggravating his asthma. I think about how I should try to find the time to dust, and then about how dusting is so much less important than just about anything else I could be doing with my time. Like smiling at my baby. Or sleeping. Or googling news articles for kindle and dmca to find out what the latest developments are.
Intellectually, I think I should miss playing with books. In reality, playing with books has been replaced by buying books and reading them. I used to play with books because I didn't have money to just buy any book I wanted, so I bought more of them used, and more of them were weak substitutes for the (new, expensive, hardcover) books I really wanted. Also, I used to really want to want to read more non-fiction, but in practice, I just wanted to read genre crap over and over and over again. Now, I get pretty tired of the genre crap, and revert to non-fiction fairly regularly.
This is kind of a weird head space to find myself in. A good head space, but unexpected.