Sunday, July 14, 2013
A book finds you when you're ready
I’ve read a handful of Palahniuks but it’s quite disappointing
that I haven’t come across his masterpiece, Fight Club. Not that I consciously
avoid reading it, but whenever I’m in the mood for Palahniuk’s nihilism (Trust
me, you got to be in a certain mood for it), Fight Club happens to be
unavailable in the shelves.
Turned out, I wasn’t fated to find this rare piece in any bookshelf.
In my recent business trip to Guam, I made a lot of new friends, gained
new perspectives, endured growing pains and brought home wonderful memories.
Among all those, my heart is giddy for bringing home this treasure:
I love that it’s old and torn a bit and loved by its previous owner. I
love/hate the fact, too, that it’s a movie cover. I would avoid purchasing a
movie cover at all cost but this just means this copy would stand out in my
shelves.
The story of how I ended up owning this book outweighs any of my
bookstore ritual. The friendship that came with it also opened doors to the
many books in sections I rarely set foot in. Like, Science Fiction. Science
Fiction?!?! I buried my nose in a 1960 novel revolving around a scientific
experiment on a mouse and a retarded man. Yes, I am talking about Flowers for
Algernon and yes, I had a great time.
I’ve always believed a book finds you when you’re ready. The past months my book purchases are mostly from the YA section. I guess this is the literature gods’ way of saying, “Grow up, dear child. It’s time”.
# posted by Liana : 7:21 AM
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