In my mind, I can still see Bob typing at his desk.
He’d always enjoyed writing, going back to the days of ball-pens and hardback notebooks. Latterly, though, he only ever used the latest software on the latest laptop.
His friends were always asking to read something; he said, one day, but only when something was really ready. Not before.
I can still remember the day Bob slumped over that laptop and died just as he was about to switch on. The laptop was password-protected, of course. Very secure indeed. No-one ever found out if his stuff was any good.
He’d always enjoyed writing, going back to the days of ball-pens and hardback notebooks. Latterly, though, he only ever used the latest software on the latest laptop.
His friends were always asking to read something; he said, one day, but only when something was really ready. Not before.
I can still remember the day Bob slumped over that laptop and died just as he was about to switch on. The laptop was password-protected, of course. Very secure indeed. No-one ever found out if his stuff was any good.
