Proofreading pages from my not-so-fast but furious (grr!) write-a-thon last night when I stumble across this particularly melancholy gem...
YOLO—You Only Live Once... An acronym my generation tends to toss around a little too cavalierly, indifferent to the concept of death and almost completely oblivious to the very real existance of our own mortality. Ironic since most teenagers are capable of developing several full-blown existential crises a day, the majority of them before lunch.W-O-W. Dayum. I know I'm tired when I wax all philosophical like this—at 4 in the morning!—in a book meant for Young Adults.
Although, in my defense, my heroine just stumbled across the Headless Horseman (FINALLY!) and really hopes to escape the encounter in one piece. I'd like to think anyone would get a little morose at a moment like this, even a 15 year old... :)
Speaking of the Horseman, he's much more fearsome and badass than I originally pictured in my mind. I can't wait for you all to meet him and his nightmarish steed.