A mentor for the day

Today I was interviewed by a high school student where she had to parley with an author. She herself is an aspiring writer. Half of the questions were provided by the school and the other half were her own. I found that the questions provided by the school were complete bull shit that had nothing to do with writing while her questions seemed enlightened and intriguing. Her questions you could see a desire and love of writing. It was great to spend time with a very young mind that was the same as me. I told her about the life of being an artist and how no one was like us. By the look on her face I was sure she understood that she too was a misfit. The best part was when she accepted that and like me quickly became ok with it. Those of us who write learn these things at different speeds but in the end we all reach that point making us all the same.