Dear Men,

I heard a ding sound come from beside me. My body shifted to its side, seeing a typewriter on my desk. An idea popped into my head for a new article. I moved a bit, trying to stand up, pulling the chair under me. I slid to the desk, prepared to write my article in the daily paper. Tap tap. Click. I crumbled out the paper I was typing on. I sighed, pushing my glasses back up.
"Alright, let's try this again."

Chapters are going to come out maybe every two days.