I have a deep-rooted fascination for magical realism. Every person has their own interpretation of the supernatural and what that may mean. Reading a book or watching a movie/show in this genre give me a little peek into someone's interpretation; I can't get enough. When it comes to books, Like Water for Chocolate by Gabriel Marquez was my first love. Recently, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender and The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman have reawakened my affections.

Well, there's this book called The Night Circus. I picked it up last week and finished the whole thing in three days. I put my social life on hold for this book and have no regrets. A good book like this is dangerous. I'll whip it out any and everywhere because of my uncontrollable need to know what's gonna happen next - on my lunch break at Starbucks, during Mad Men commercials, before bed even when I'm exhausted and my eyes burn as I read each sentence. You know those novels that take like 100 pages before anything interesting happens... i.e. Gone Girl. This one doesn't do that. It reels you in during the first chapter.

Oh, and a quick Google search reveals that the author, Erin Morgenstern, shares my birthday. THIS clearly means something, and since The Night Circus is her debut, I'm very much looking forward to any and everything that comes next.

Up next, The Rook, by Daniel O'Malley.