John had been calling himself a writer for several years, but he didn't have a single book. A few months ago, John announced that he had started writing a book. Today you heard a knock on the door. You opened the door and saw an almost happy John, which only happens when you buy him chicken wings at KFC. He walked in silently, and you noticed the notebook in his hand. So, you've been listening for two hours to his story about adventures with a friend that he wrote.