The YA Sociopath: Why So Few Books?

Last night I went down a rabbit hole. I decided to watch the first few videos of Shane Dawson’s documentary about Jake Paul. In it, Shane touches on something that fascinates me, sociopaths. What it is. How many people have it. Some say 1 in 25. Some say 1 in 100. Really I should mention that there is a spectrum and 1 in 25 to 100 would fall somewhere on that spectrum.

The idea of someone who doesn’t know how to feel emotions. Who lives there life with different masks. Who are charismatic and enjoyable to be around. Master manipulators. That’s fascinating. However, I do need to point out that I don’t know much about this. It’s why I wish there were more ya that touched on this in a way that didn’t make them all out to be serial killers. Because most sociopaths aren’t serial killers. Apparently, they are often some of the world’s most successful people as well as the most liked.

The only ya book I found that has a sociopath main character that isn’t also a killer is ‘Don’t You Trust Me?’ By Patrice Kindl. Here is the link to the article I found this book on.

Patrice Kindl, best known for her romantic historical novels, steps into a new genre in this tale of a conniving teenager. Fifteen-year-old Morgan is blonde, blue eyed, and possesses a winning smile that instantly wins her the trust of everyone in the room. Oh, and she’s most definitely a sociopath. Emotions like love and fear are foreign to her, and she can’t recall ever having a conscience. When her parents ship her off to a school for troubled teens, she’s confident she can weasel her way out of it. That’s when she meets Janelle, a sobbing mess of a girl being torn from her boyfriend and sent to live with relatives she hasn’t seen since childhood. Originally dismissive of the other girl, Morgan changes her tune once she hears Janelle’s story and proposes that they switch places. Janelle runs off with her boyfriend, and Morgan settles in with a wealthy family who doesn’t have a clue that she isn’t their niece. Let the games begin. Fans of unreliable narrators and bad girls will eat this up.

Even still, the book above is a thriller in a sense. Just not one about a killer. If sociopaths are so common, why isn’t there more books written about them? I’m not talking thrillers and horror stories. I’m talking real world contemporary.. even historical, fantasy, etc. There has to be writers out there who are sociopaths. Who know what it’s like to live inside their own minds. Why not write a story more true to themselves?

I’m not trying to think of this as some sort of controversy. I’m just a fascinated person whose curiosity leads me to wanting to understand others who live lives totally unlike my own. Be it mentally, ethnically, of a different sexuality, or disability. I like to learn about these things, because not only does it make me more aware, but it makes it so I can be more compassionate and understanding. Realizing that sociopathic tendencies affect a ton more people then I ever realized was a huge eyeopener into a world that the majority of us cannot ever fully understand.

Thanks for reading! If you know any other books that are not thrillers that have a sociopathic main character let me know in the comments below! I’d love to hear your thoughts on all this!

-Till next time!

Wonder: A Review

Wonder by R.J. Palacio

My Rating: 5 Stars!

Publisher: Knopf Books for Young Readers

Publish Date: February 14th, 2012

Received: Giveaway win!

Purchase: Amazon

Synopsis:

I won’t describe what I look like. Whatever you’re thinking, it’s probably worse.

August Pullman was born with a facial difference that, up until now, has prevented him from going to a mainstream school. Starting 5th grade at Beecher Prep, he wants nothing more than to be treated as an ordinary kid—but his new classmates can’t get past Auggie’s extraordinary face. WONDER, now a #1  New York Times bestseller and included on the Texas Bluebonnet Award master list, begins from Auggie’s point of view, but soon switches to include his classmates, his sister, her boyfriend, and others. These perspectives converge in a portrait of one community’s struggle with empathy, compassion, and acceptance.

Opening Sentence: “I know I am not an ordinary ten-year-old kid.”

Musings:

Reading this book was such a joy! In my day to day life it is common for me to run into people with various disabilities and reading this was in a way something to help me to think about what it would be like if I were in their shoes.

Hearing Auggie’s story was heartbreaking, but also healing too. For someone so young he’s already been through an absurd amount of plastic surgery and yet still has some trouble eating. He often ends up drolling and at times kids at school find him scary.

This book is here to remind us all that our differences are only that differences. There is nothing scary about being different and it’s something that needs to be embraced. Sometimes if you end up talking to someone who you thought could never possibly have anything in common with you, you find that your wrong. Us humans no matter what we look like all have more in common then meets the eye. If you think about what drives us to the core you may find that what we live for is the common denominator of us all.

In the end, no matter where you are or who you meet always try to choose kind, because if we all were just a little bit kinder to one another this world would be a much better place.

Thanks for reading! I 100% recommend everyone read Wonder! It is an adorable and fun story that will stick with you for long after the final words.

-Till next time!

Stars Can’t Shine Without Darkness 


When I feel low and everything feels like it’s crumbling around me, I do everything in my power to find a way to see the light. Then, once everything starts to get better I sit back and wonder about the time that came before. I ponder my actions and others and I think about how I could have reacted differently. 

Then I think about the darkness. The negativity, the anger, the emotions I wish would drip away from me instead of stick to me like gross syrup. I wonder if it’s really true that all my negative experiences have made me a better me, or if life is just the way it is and that’s all there is. I like to hope that is not the case. That we all really are shining lights that burn brighter because of the dark, because we wish to act against injustice and do more for those around us. 

Thanks for reading! This is simply a short musing I just happened to be thinking about at the moment. 

-Till next time! 

Passage 

Tiptoe across creaking stepping stones 

Quiet is a privilege for the wicked 

Taking the hidden route between empty walls

To meet the one with the ticket 

Gone with no light to brighten the path

Nothing to help the young flee 

To see the love the other half 

Of a woman who had never been free

What gossip would ensue if others knew 

Of the two lovers little rendezvous 

Gone would be their hideaway

But no pensive worry would come to pass

When all that matters is a love that would last 

In a time of medieval gain
Thank you all for reading! Let me know you thoughts in the comments.

-Till next time! 

My Life 


The red bird sings at midnight 

Mourning for its beige counterpart 

I talked with my mom then she went silent 

She doesn’t mourn for me anymore 

Why must a woman be feathered in colors? 

Why must a gander be luminous? 

I went home to my bed and closed my eyes 

A good Christian opens the Latch of father’s door 

I don’t mind leaving it closed forever 
I had a mourning dove once 

It’s cooing called to me each days morning

But that cat a pet of my neighbors 

Hated to see life stay alive 

The head was lost from the body 

And I cried I cried I cried  
When I see a bird jump in on concrete I wonder if it wants to die 

It always looks mindless and stupid asking for something playing in a scattered mind 

I also wonder why my heart tightens for it 

Shouldn’t it get what it wants 

but then I think no, humanity must always be God 
I heard the call 

Coah Coo Coo Coo

It’s sharpness tethering me to a memory 

Coah Coo Coo Coo 

I saw a dove with black diamonds 

I stilled to hear its song

Coah Coo Coo Coo  

She stared at me before spiriting away

Somehow she still stays
Their soft drawn out calls sound like laments 

A man makes a phone call to his wife 

A child waits on the doorstep of his school

A stranger smiles 

The call is answered 

The stranger laughs he laughs he laughs
Thanks for reading! This is a bit of experimental poetry for you determine the meaning for yourself. Let me know what you think of it!

-Till next time!

Late Night Thoughts: Obsession


We are all obsessed with the idea of creating something new of ourselves. Never imagining that who we are now as we look into the reflective nature of our eyes might just be ok. 

We are all obsessed with the next best thing to hold on to. The next shiny thing that captures our attention till we tire and let go. 

We are all obsessed with what is different. Wishing to be different then scoring it when we detect someone or something that is too out of the box outside of ourselves. 

As human we obsess, over our worries, our fears, our troubles, and what makes us who we are. What would happen if we decided to let it all go? 

What would remain of ourselves if we decided that we were ok with just being and letting others simply be? Would we lose ourselves? Or would we gain something from it? Or would it not amount to a single thing? 

We are our obsessions, because what we think about with every breath we breathe changes how we act and how we see the light outside of us. How we chose to react to the dark. 

We are all obsessed… and I don’t know what to make of it. 

Late night thoughts. Thanks for reading! Let me know what you make of this. It’s not exactly poetry, but more of a string of thought. I am really interested to find out what kind of discussion this could create. 

-Till next time! 

Delirious Thought


Swirling, Swirling, Delirously, my minds a mess a twisting, fogging, whirling thing 

My eyes awake is a dizzying weakness, I don’t know how to feel right again

It’s weird what a nap can cause, dehydration mixed with empty tiredness without cause 

A mind that doesn’t wish to wake in a place between the conscious world

Split thought, distraction, fragmented dreams, wondering at reality

Not at peace or feeling anything, just their mind not quite present in the body

The thirst lingers yet the body feels full just a drop or two more, nothings clears 

The eyes are the worst half-closed wishing to go back to lost memory of dreams 

Lacking the full ability to see, even if the images are clear the perception leans 

Out of body, it is like a high, but no drug induces this feeling, just a tired hour sleep

Why must I wake to twisted feeling? 

Arms tired, a slight draping pain, the haze surrounds in a cocoon 

When will I find myself truly awake?

Thank you for reading this strange haze of a poem. This is 100% how I feel right now. I took a nap and feel delirious from need for water, water that hasn’t helped as much I wished. If this poems says anything to you let me know. I always wonder at this weird state of mind I get to sometimes after I will take a nap from fatigue. 

I hope you enjoyed.

-Till next time!

Celebrating 200 followers! So Many Feels


I never could have guessed that I would have grown so much so quickly. I can’t even fully comprehend it! 200 people, 200 physical flesh and blood human beings enjoyed my posts enough to press a button and follow me. It’s one of the most unprecedented and incredible feelings I have ever had in my life. I am forever humbled by everyone’s support. 

This feeling is unreal. I couldn’t thank you all enough. I started this blog on October 14th, 2016, approximately 3 months ago. I was encouraged or rather demanded by my sister to create a blog about the things I love most books, writing, and poetry, but mostly books.  We spent several hours trying to come up with a name and I finally and happily decided upon The Book Raven (it felt right for the poetry portion) and so this blog was born. I tentatively posted my first post Hello World and fearfully let my words be heard for the first time. I told myself that if I am going to do this I am going to push myself to post everyday and with the disappointing exception of not posting for little more then two weeks in November I have stuck with it thus far. 

In this short time, I never expected how much support and love this blog would get. It has been such an important boost to my confidence and to all my hopes and dreams that this has been such a source of happiness. This community is honestly the best and most positive community I have ever had the pleausure of being a part of. There are so many people here that I have come to look up to and so many that keep me inspired. I put my entire soul into every piece that I write and it delights me to no end that fellow bloggers have been enjoying it all. 

It means so much to me, to hear this communities thoughts. It doesn’t matter if it’s a comment or a post. I simply love reading everyone’s posts. The biggest part of blogging for me is the communal sharing of thoughts. As much as I write my own, hearing others thoughts and opinions have helped me to grow most. It is so important to me that everyone’s voice is heard. Every thought is valid weither it is the same or different from my own. 

It is so crazy to think that this is all possible. That you can write your thoughts and share them with so many. The amount of good that could be done, the amount of positivity that could be shared, and the many unique possibilities are endless. It makes me so excited to wonder what the future shall hold. 

I want to thank you, dear reader, for reading my thoughts, for supporting me and all the people in your life that you support. This is not just my own celebration for me, but a celebration of you and this community. 

I may write the posts, but nothing would come of it if it weren’t for the support from you. 

I want to do something special for this celebration and I want to thank and celebrate every one of you reading this, so I want to ask you what your passion is and what you love to do most as well as your favorite quote. 

I want to create a post for you, that celebrates you. That is what would make me happiest. To celebrate every person as the wonderful individuals you all are. 

Thank you all for reading! Your support is incredible. 

-Till next time! 

Why I am a Thrift Store Book Horder 


Hello and welcome, I am glad your here. I have a confession to make, that may or may not be spoiled by the title of this post. 

I am a book horder. That may be apparent by the fact that this entire blog is inspired by and about books and the impact they have on my life. It is also more apparent by the fact that I buy more then 5 physical copies of books every month that I post about every end of the month in a book haul, but I digress. 

The world has a lot of books living inside it, and in those books, live even more vast and exciting worlds. I live for reading and learning about those worlds and the people inside them. I can’t help but want for more books every time I go out. However, my biggest, most beloved enablers are the thrift stores in my neighborhood. 

I thank God and the Universe, and every thrift store owner everyday for their existance. Within them are many books. Books that are so cheap and wonderful that every time I go to a thrift store I come out with at least one. 

However, this post is not just a confessional. It is place for me to let you know, dear reader, why. 

Going to a thrift store and finding a book you’ve been wanting to read feels like finding a piece of treasure that was discarded only to be found by the one who would appreciate it most. It makes me so excited to see a book I’ve been dying to read just sitting there waiting to be picked up by me. Even better is finding a book you have never heard of, but by doing a bit of research, finding that it is something that you could easily fall in love with. 

 Often the books I find were never read, perfect mint condition copies in hardcover or paperback waiting to be purchased for only $1-$2 dollars! Through purchasing at my local thrift store I can obtain up to twelve or more books for the price of one. The ultimate deal for the cheap book worm!
All the thrift stores I go to support great causes. So while I am feeding the book lover inside me I am also helping out The Cancer Society,  the Salvation Army, and Goodwill. Imagine that by buying books you are also helping a mother or child get better treatment for cancer. It may not be much, but I hope that over time it really does make a difference. 

Another thing I love about thrift store books, is that you often find things inside them. A post card, a receipt, a letter, a wayward bookmark, or even a airport confirmation statement. All these things are like finding treasures within a treasure and I love seeing what pieces of another’s real world life I may end up finding. 

For me going to the thrift store is a bit like gambling and I am a bit obsessed. You never know what you may find. What treasures may be unraveled inside. Or what kind of items you may discover within those books. Sometimes, I feel like finding a book within a thrift store is a bit of a twist of fate. I feel like it ends up being meant to be. 
Where do you buy books? Do you ever go on a trip to the thrift store?  If you have, what is the most memorable thing you have found? 

Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this little confessional. Let me know your thoughts in the comments. 

-Till next time!

Mystery Blogger Award 


I can’t believe that I got nominated for this awards 4 times! This is absolutely insane and I want to thank the awesome people that nominated me with all my heart for thinking that I deserve this! 

To Book Princess Reviews your blog is so adorable and wonderful. I love how you incorporate princesses into every post. Your so creative in everything you do. 

To Ya and Wine I love your posts! Your wine pairings are always spot on and beautiful. Your passion toward supporting small book shops is inspiring. Stay you!

To Tizzymatic your posts are humorously sarcastic. I always know where to go when I need a good laugh. 

To A Book Nerd 13 I love your quotes posts they make me want to buy a bunch of pillows and mugs with quotes on them and put them everywhere I can. Your really down to earth and I love how insightful your posts so often are. 

Created by Okoto Enigma thanks so much for creating such a fun award!

The Rules:

1. Put the award logo/image on your blog

2. List the rules

3. Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

4. Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well

5. Tell your readers 3 things about yourself

6. You nominate 10 – 20 people

7. Notify your nominees by commenting on their blog

8. Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice; with one weird or funny question (specify)

9. Share a link to your best post(s)
3 things about me: 

  • I was a figure skater for 3 years
  • I love BBQ sauce and still use it on anything I can, (even though I am vegetarian)
  • My mom entered me in a poetry contest without my knowledge and it got published! (I wrote the poem in 5th grade)

Questions from Book Princess Reviews

1. A Must Have Question: favorite Disney Princess? If you’re not a fan of the Princesses (le gasp), favorite Disney movie?😉

If you had asked me this question when I was a little girl I would have said Cinderella, hands down, but because your asking me now, I have to say I love Belle, not only does she love books, but she sees the beauty in the beast.

2. What is the first book you remember reading? Did you like it?

The first book I remember reading is Thumbalina, it was the only book, along with the ugly duckling, that I really enjoyed reading. 

3. Have you always loved reading? Is there a time where you ever quit?

When I was little I didn’t care for reading. All I wanted to do was watch tv a.k.a Disney Channel a.k.a Disney Princess movies. (My favorite color was pink and I wore princess dresses and played with dolls and everything) The first book that got me interested in reading was Twilight in the 5th grade, from there on our I was a goner. 

4. If you were stuck on a desert island (happens all the time), what three to five books would you take with you?

This question makes me sad, why must I choose! 

If I have to pick it would have to be: A Northern Light by Jennifer Donnelly, The Giver by Lois Lowry, Impulse by Ellen Hopkins, and the last two would be random because I can’t deal. 

5. If you could go anywhere in the world (or outside of it), where would you go?

I would want to go to a random yet beautiful location that hasn’t been discovered previously. Then, I could name the area and explore all its secrets like the explorer I wish I could be. 
Questions from Ya and Wine

1. If you could meet any author, who would it be and what would you say to them?

I would meet my fantasy idol, the queen of the Fae, the dragon master, Julie Kagawa. I don’t know what I’d say I would probably come up with a really awesome speech and end up forget it all and just stare at her for an abnormally and uncomfortable amount of time. 

2. What bookish destination would you most want to visit?

I want to go to the wonderland written about in Splintered, such a crazy and wonderful place to be. 

3. If you could share a conversation over a glass of wine with any book character, who would it be?

Hawthorn from the Hundred Lies of Lizzie Lovett, because a conversation with her would be so random and amazing. I probably could never be bored if I got the chance to speak with her.

4. If you could live inside the fictional world of any book, which one would you choose?

I would love to live in The Night Circus, I would get to travel all over, but would never see anything more spectacular than the beauty of my own evolving traveling home. 

5. If you could get your hands on an ARC of any 2017 book, which one would it be?

Caraval please! I just said I wanted to live in a circus. I need more circus books in my life. 
Questions from Tizzymatic

1. How many books are in your TBR list? If over a thousand, why fam, why?

If you mean on goodreads…. well… I do have over a thousand books on goodreads I want to read. If you mean the tbr I actually use (the books I own and haven’t read) it’s about 44. 

2. Are you enjoying blogging? If so, why? If not, why?

This is the question I needed to gush about how much I am loving the blogging community! Seriously, everyone is so supportive of one another and I never expected how much I would love this community. I have only been blogging for 3 months and they have been some of the best months of my life. 

3. What is your all-time favorite book or series?

The Giver by Lois Lowry. This book was the first book that really got to me as a reader. I loved the message behind it. I feel like I’ve memorized so many of its pages. 

4. If you had 10 fingers/toes, how would you live life? Answer however you want.

I would have three fingers on each hand and two toes on each foot. I would survive the best I could and become a motivational speaker to students all over the world. 

5. If you had the choice of having money longer than Pablo Escabar’s or saving me from……..Donald Trump, what choice would you make?

A net worth of over 30 billion dollars or saving you from Donald Trump. Hmmm….. this ones difficult. I assume this is life or death. The Donald is moments away from killing you and I have to choose to take lots of money or save you. If it means keeping you alive I would definitely choose to save you, or I could take the money and bribe Trump and he would let you go and I could use the money I have to feed the world. Yeah bribing it is. 
Questions from A Book Nerd 13

Favourite Christmas song?

I’ll be home for Christmas, it always makes me sad, but also hopeful. Especially since this year was the first year that I actually felt like I spent Christmas at home. 

Favourite Christmas food?

Tamales! So good!

Favourite Christmas book?

A Northern Light by Jennifer Donnelly. Read it for the first time this year during Christmas and I loved every minute of it. 

Favourite Christmas memory?

One year I woke up to Reindeer tracks with feed spread all around and a piece of Santa’s suit was in the door with Santa’s license on the ground. To little me, nothing had ever been more magical. 

Random: Do you lick or bite into your ice-cream?

Lick, unless I am feeling impatient, then chomp chomp it is. 
My Best Posts?!

My most liked post so far is My Most Anticipated Releases of 2017 which is something I never expected. I wrote this post right after I got home from magic mountain almost falling asleep a couple of times while I was writing it. It was a bit of a rollercoaster getting this post up and I am really proud that it was so well recieved. 

The Books of Chistmas Past Present , & Future trilogy. I am so proud of these posts. These are a tradition I hope to carry on well into future years. 
Questions for my nominees: 

1. What do you think about when you look at the stars? 

2. What person in your life lead you along the reading path and inspired you to read books?

3. What is your favorite part of being a blogger? What kind of posts do you love to write the most?

4. If you could say anything to yourself when you were 8 years old, what would you say? What advice would you give?

5. If you could transform into any creature you wanted to mythic, animal, or your own unique creature, which would it be and why?
My Nominees: 

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Lia @ Lost in a Story

Teacher of Ya

Lara @ The Book Heathen

Chrissi @ Chrissi Reads

Louise @ Genie Reads

This may not be ten, but these five have such wonderful and unique blogs. Everyone of them truly deserves this nomination! Give them all some love!

-Till next time!