I flew back home to Cebu from Manila lugging around a bagful of books. These are some of them:
They were too many to fit in an Instagram video but on a list, my loot looks like this:
- Terry Pratchett: Men at Arms
- Terry Pratchett: Night Watch
- Joe Haldeman: Forever War
- Robert Heinlein: Starship Troopers
- George Alec Effinger: When Gravity Fails
- Neal Stephenson: The Diamond Age
- Frank Herbert: Dune
- Roger Zelazny: Lord of Light
- Stephen King Dark Tower#1: The Gunslinger
- Dark Tower#2: The Drawing of the Three
- Dark Tower#3: The Wastelands
- Dark Tower#4: Wizard and Glass
- David Wong: John Dies at the End
- Ray Bradbury: Something Wicked This Way Comes
- Bill Bryson: A Short History of Nearly Everything
I haven’t been reading lately though. It’s been a pretty messy week starting with a 7.2 magnitude earthquake that dominantly shook our island and neighboring Bohol last Tuesday, October 15, 2013. There’s death, chaos, and general despair all around. It’s very bad – my second major earthquake and the aftershocks that followed are worse. You’ll never know when they decide to strike and my nerves are frazzled and my brain is fried. I am so tired, and sad and lethargic.
Calamities are horrible, especially when they are so close to home making it mighty hard to distract yourself from all the horror. Diversions are impossible when your building starts randomly swaying and you get woken up by the sound of your house creaking – the beams are straining and the cats are frakking spooked. It’s horrible, horrible. I never thought I’d be in the middle of this kind of terror. You are getting metaphorically attacked by the very ground you’re standing on and the house that used to be a place of comfort is now an enemy. The Office is also more of an enemy now than ever but oh, well.
If you’re anywhere near the Pacific Ring of Fire, please take care. Drop, duck and cover, stay calm, hydrate yourself and all that shit.