A Sense of Magic

I’ve always been escapist, but you can say that I’ve engaged in more escapism lately. Maybe it’s because I kept getting sick these last few months and even as a child I tended to reach out for books, films, TV shows, and video games with Sci Fi and Fantasy elements when I get ill.

So it really shouldn’t surprise me that I’m currently on the lookout for books that involve magic. Currently, I’m reading “The Magician’s Land”. I plan to read “The Name of the Wind” afterwards, then “The Paper Magician” and “Wheel of the Infinite” (thanks, K!), before picking up “Mistborn” again.

Stories you love to read
They’re some of THOSE.

Yay, magic.

But just in case I finish those before I kick my cough/cold/asthma completely, I’d like to know: what books would you recommend in this genre? The more contemporary, the better.

Heck, what do YOU think are the best and most interesting novels with magical elements?

Thanks for the recommendations!

A Few Health Concerns

I’ve always had some health issues that occasionally get in the way of my ability to do stuff that I like, which includes eating cantaloupes (I developed allergies to that as an adult; a shame, considering my love for it) and eating ridiculous amounts of coffee (I had to stop it because I developed a mild case of GERD). I also have the unfortunate tendency to feel unwell whenever we experience extreme weather changes – unfortunate because I live in the Philippines, and the weather here is moodier than a chemically-unbalanced teenager. I’m not even getting into the asthma I still occasionally suffer from, a condition that will POSSIBLY give me heart problems somewhere down the road.

What worries me now is that, over the last year or so, my blood tests have been coming back with signs of anemia – which, I suppose, explains why I get headaches more frequently and why my hands and feet get so cold so very easily. On its own, I don’t think it’s all that bad. But in conjunction with the other stuff I have going on, I’m starting to find it terrifying – especially since it might affect my ability to work later on in life, and I KNOW that I will need to work until my death given our economic situation in the context of our country (look, I know that our economy’s doing better; I’m just not in a position to get all that money for my skill set). In a much more petty scale, I’m afraid that this combination of problems will force me to stop drinking Coke for the rest of my life – as it is, the fact that I need to stop drinking it for a few days while I deal with a private infection is driving me up the wall).

I really suck
I really do.

I really REALLY hope this doesn’t affect the coverage I want for the life insurance plan I’m trying to get.

And I really hope that this won’t stop me from being able to work in the company I’m currently working for anytime soon. This place has GREAT health benefits that I can extend to both my parents, and offers really good pay for a job that lets you work with people that are intelligent in a way that makes me happy.

Theoretically, I should live healthier so I can stop worrying about this stuff. Then again, it’ll probably just make me worry about food and exercise needlessly (which can’t be good for me either).

Ah, well.