So, I haven't posted an article in the past two weeks. This has been due to a writing project I'm working on*. I thought I was getting away with it until a short, angry girl burst into my room with a Glock. Shocked, I fell from my bed.

"Wh-who are you?" I sputtered.

"The name's Stephanie. I'm the new editor in town. Ya better write something down, bitch!"

"What do you want me to write?"

"Who the hell cares? It's not like you write anything of substance anyways. You've had two separate articles about The Emoji Movie."

"Sir Patrick Stewart is voicing a piece of shit!"

Stephanie fired a round into the ceiling. I got my laptop out.

"Okay, okay, I'm writing. Don't have to tell me twice."

I sat down and began typing as she looked over my shoulder.

"What are you writing about?"

"The same thing I write every time I don't have an actual idea for an article. I write something meta that sounds funny at first, then the gimmick quickly gets tired. Also, I'm peppering a bunch of inside jokes that only other people that write for The Odyssey will get."

Stephanie got a very confused look on her face.

'This article of yours seems to be going off the rails. How do you intend to end it?"

"I don't know, I never write a strong ending to my articles. It just kind of happens."

*"Writing Project" is code for I've been being lazy.