"Probably." Miss Winterbun said with a sigh. 'but that's the magic of the written word isn't it? Someone can come away with something you didn't intend."

I nodded. "I suppose it's just... annoying sometimes."

"Well, it's not like i'm asking you to tell me the secrets of your works." She winked. "See, this is an extreeme example of what you can do and what books can do for others; people can come to completely different conclusions then what you intended and fijnd ways to have them make sense... perhaps this is just human nature but it helps for people to grow and change and challenge themselves."

She looked me. "Write what you want, but once it's out in the public your audience will have a lot of fun."

"I'm already published." I pointed out and she laughed.

"I know, but you have more and more books to right, i hope. You're only ten."