The old typewriter had a mind of it’s own. It had not been used for many years because no one could type a story on it. If you hit the keys to hard they would stop working, If you cursed a missed spell word and blame the typewriter then all words where misspelled. Everyone felt the typewriter was cursed.
Then one day a young man came around. He took the old typewriter down from it’s self. Cleaned it up, oiled it and at the same time talking to it in a calm soothing voice. Telling the typewriter that he will be grateful if you help write his master piece.
Everyone laughed at the young man. Telling him that old piece of junk will never work.
The young man turned to them and said you wait and see. So for two weeks he pecked away till he typed his master piece.