I 'm having a party. My friend Richard's won the

Well that's just terrific. If I knew what it was.

It's a poetry prize, for a life's work. It's the most prestigious.

For a poet it's the best you can do. Oh, very good!

So, what would you like? The lilies are perfect. No, too morbid.

Hydrangeas I think and let's just have buckets of roses.

And I think I 'm gonna take these with me. Rodney.

I 'll get that. Thank you. I actually tried to read Richard's novel.

You did? Oh, I know, it's not easy, I know.

It did take him ten years to write. Maybe it just takes another ten to read.

It's you, isn't it? What is?

In the novel, isn't it meant to be you? Oh, I see. Yeah, sort of. I mean, in a way.

Richard's a writer, that's what he is. He uses things which actually happen.

Yeah. And years ago he and I were students, that's

true. But you know, then he changes things.

Oh sure. I don't mean in a bad way.

It's more like, he makes them his own.