Mike: How's it going, Brick?
Brick: Oh, good. I'm starting work on a new novel.
Frankie: What happened to your old one?
Brick: Well, I've got a great idea for a new sentence, but it doesn't go with the old sentences. But I'm feeling good. Soon I'll have two novels under my belt. Plus, I'm noodling around with a word that'll make a great short story.