A Very Secret Book Closed

I opened the door. "This... isn't the common room!" Well, of course this isn't the common room. I chided myself. What about the riddles, idiot? I then looked around in the place I found myself. Books upon books, shelves upon shelves of pure literacy. "Seems I've found myself in the library." I started to look around for good books. All around there were people chattering and reading. Hopefully I'd get to meet one! I walked around for a while, until I found a good spot. Okay, maybe here? I took out a note book, and opened it. Words and notes were scribbled inside. Although what I wanted to be the most was a magician, I also enjoyed writing. I was quite the author myself. This was a secret, though! I took out the pencil I hid in my top hat, and thought to myself. So... they should... I groaned. My inspiration meter was, sadly, very low. I decided to read a book. I found a good one, somewhere above me. I pulled the ladder over to the spot, and tried to grab it. While I was doing that someone had also found my writing spot. Ooh boy! Someone to talk to! I thought. Then I realized, my writing book was still on the chair! I practically jumped down. And I very quickly snatched the book up and put it back in my top hat. "Hello, other kid!" I said. "I am the Great Solnatolas, though you can just call me Sol. What's your name?"