I was in this state of mind when I decided to step into Booksale. As usual I don’t really have any book in mind. I just like the feeling of being surrounded by all these secondhand books. Once in a while when a book calls out to me, I consider buying it but only if they promise to be compelling reads.

One of the books that I have always wanted to have is “The Blind Assassin” by Margaret Atwood. A blogger I follow has highly recommended this book and has even listed it as one of her all-time favorites. I’ve contemplated buying it in several occasions whenever I am in Powerbooks but the price tag is really not to my liking. I don’t know, perhaps it’s the cheapskate in me.

I lingered longer inside Booksale because they have changed their display racks making the books they have more accessible to the browser. Around 10 minutes into my title skimming excercise, I saw it; standing nonchalantly at the end of a book row. I’ve never seen a book with such self-confidence before. Some books can be desperate, really reaching out to you, begging you to take them home. But this one, it was just there– indifferent to all the browsers. My heart skipped a beat when I held it in my hands– Margaret Atwood’s The Blind Assassin priced only at P110. What are the odds?

I have already read a few pages; and from the few phrases that I’ve read, looks like it’s living up to its billing. I’ll probably read this one slower than my usual pace. Sink my teeth in it, so to speak.

Looks like the timezone change has significantly altered the course of my karma.