Thursday, October 18, 2018
Frederick Forsyth: ‘I am not writing any more novels. The lust has gone’
By Robbie Millen
September 22, 2018
There was an explosive RAT-TAT-TAT. “The Outsider” let the violent burst of noise fade. His cold blue eyes surveyed his deadly work. He moved his trigger finger again. Another sharp RAT-TAT-TAT pierced the night. He stopped, taking a moment to admire his trusty weapon. The Nakajima AX-150. Those crafty Japanese, the Outsider mused to himself. With its typing speed of 12 cps, three levels of impression control and automatic centring, it was the most effective typewriter on the market.
There is something reassuringly old-school about the fact that Frederick Forsyth, a self-confessed “outsider” and two-finger typist, has written his 14th and latest novel on an electronic typewriter. Why shouldn’t The Fox, a thriller about cyberhacking, be created with the aid of typewriter ribbons? Forsyth, who