The thing is, not all kids live this kind of hellish life. I think you need a night light--this is just too, too dark for the wholesome teens of today.
Wait, I was being serious, Andrew. I mean, come on, otherwise it would have been sarcasm and we all know there's no place for sarcasm with the young, impressionable minds of today's kids. Hell, they'd be apt to pick up on this sarcasm thing and immitate it, just like they do all dark, horrible things in today's YA. Osmosis runs rampant! I don't want to be the reason these otherwise innocent kids turn to the destructiveness that is sarcasm. I'd feel an immense amount of guilt, and then they might even pick up on that guilt thing, which subconciously might find its way into my writing, and then they'd live their lives with the heavy burden of guilt on their shoulders, and of course, that would make me feel bad. Real bad, like suicidal even. And then they might pick up on that in my writing, subconciously again, and, well, I think you see where this is leading. I now find myself in a dark, dark place, but then again, I did read MARBURY LENS, so I have a good scapegoat. It's always good to have one of those. Don't you think?
* Okay, I admit, maybe I'm being a *little* sarcastic. Just a tad.
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Damn. The saddest part is that this is all too real for a lot of kids.
First I laughed. But then I felt bad. Now I feel...victorious or something.
The thing is, not all kids live this kind of hellish life. I think you need a night light--this is just too, too dark for the wholesome teens of today.
I wrote a long comment to respond, Michael... but I think I didn't let my coffee kick in yet, because at first I thought your comment was serious.
Good one. Very funny.
Wait, I was being serious, Andrew. I mean, come on, otherwise it would have been sarcasm and we all know there's no place for sarcasm with the young, impressionable minds of today's kids. Hell, they'd be apt to pick up on this sarcasm thing and immitate it, just like they do all dark, horrible things in today's YA. Osmosis runs rampant! I don't want to be the reason these otherwise innocent kids turn to the destructiveness that is sarcasm. I'd feel an immense amount of guilt, and then they might even pick up on that guilt thing, which subconciously might find its way into my writing, and then they'd live their lives with the heavy burden of guilt on their shoulders, and of course, that would make me feel bad. Real bad, like suicidal even. And then they might pick up on that in my writing, subconciously again, and, well, I think you see where this is leading. I now find myself in a dark, dark place, but then again, I did read MARBURY LENS, so I have a good scapegoat. It's always good to have one of those. Don't you think?
* Okay, I admit, maybe I'm being a *little* sarcastic. Just a tad.
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