In his grandfather’s will Henry David Thoreau VI received a large fortune and an old desk. One morning he noticed a letter, which wasn’t there the night before.
Every owner of this desk has been a great author. You will keep our tradition alive.
Henry VI laughed. At two thirty the next morning he jolted upright. An almost transparent man stood before him. ‘I warn you not to ignore my letter.”
Henry VI starred on in terror. Finding his voice he croaked out, “Ok.”
He ran to the desk and started his first of twelve novels.