I had given up all hopes of continuing my last attempt at writing a novel. There was no thread between the characters, at least the ones that I had created so far had no essence, no personality and the words and ideas just did not flow.

It’s not as if there was any haste, a deadline to finish the work. I had plenty of time! Some five months ago I had retired from office work that I had been doing for twenty-eight years. The equipment with which I worked, that is, the computer aided word-processing was superb. The equipment in between my ears was in doubt.