In his office, mysterious notes are being typed on Ernest Chapel’s typewriter. Is it a gag? Is it haunted? Ernest is a script writer with writer’s block, and with a deadline to meet. He needs to develop a character. Does he have a typewriter that writes scripts for him.
All he has to do is write it, and it happens. A dark and stormy night, a ship at sea, or pirates with swords. He has trouble coming to grips with this strange new tool, but soon there’s another deadline, another script needed. Though it takes some time to believe in the typewriter, it comes through, every time.
Now, putting some trust in the typewriter character, Ernest lets himself be engrossed in his latest script. The gangster story endangers his wife Ruth. It isn’t until her screams break him out of his deep engagement with the typewriter that he takes action. Using the power of the written word, he writes in a character to barge in, and save the day.
PS: A pirate? Come on, why not a cop, or a hard boiled detective? I like the premise, but the story could have been written better, with more plausible characters and scenes.