Inkheart - Cornelia Funke, Anthea Bell



Let's play a game called: Capricorn is a writer. 


"You met one once. It's a long time ago, you won't remember you were so little. How can I explain what they're like? If you were to see a character dying a slow and painful death, I expect you'd cry, wouldn't you? Or try to help the character. A writer would make the character fall into a trap on purpose, just to watch them being torn apart, and the little love interest's screeching and struggling would be as sweet as honey to one of them." 


C'mon, Funke! If you really want to scare me, tell me Capricorn is actually John Green and then I'd be as horrified as you expect me to be.