The Elf

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The writer was at his wit's end. For weeks he had produced nothing whatever--either good or bad. Money was running short and he lay awake wondering if he would have to sell his computer until sleep finally came. In the morning he awoke to find a neatly printed manuscript on his chair. It was an original screenplay and, after reading a few pages, he decided it was a pretty good one as well.

But where could it have come from? There was no one else in the small, shabby apartment, especially in the small hours of the morning. But, these were desperate times and such thoughts were quickly put out of his mind. The writer put the script into an envelope and addressed it to his agent.

The script was quickly purchased by a major director and a hugely successful motion picture was the result. A few months later, in much nicer surroundings and with money troubles a thing of the past, the writer again worried that he would never be able to repeat this success and that his fame would quickly fade.

To his amazement, the next morning a neatly printed manuscript of a new screenplay was resting on his chair. The process was repeated and more success resulted. This screenplay was followed by others, also novels and stage plays.

Years later, his success assured, the writer reflected upon his good fortune and determined, at long last, to see the source of the manuscripts. Arising very early for the next several days, he finally crept into his study to find a diminutive elf sitting before the keyboard with a page of musical manuscript in one hand and the text to a musical comedy on the screen.

Bursting in upon his benefactor, the fellow exclaimed,

"You'll never know how grateful I am. You've turned my life around, made me rich and famous, and in every way assured my success."

The elf was much taken aback, but modestly accepted his appreciation and assured him that this was all in a days work for an elf.

"But what can I do for you," the famous writer asked.

"Well," said the elf, "This musical I'm working on is sure to be the crowning moment of your career. Perhaps I could be add my name as co-author."

"Co-author," the fellow replied indignantly, "Not on your life, buddy!"

----------------A Final Thought ...

"If my books had been any worse, I should not have been invited to Hollywood, and if they had been any better, I should not have come."

- Raymond Chandler (18881959), U.S. author