Midnight Blog about the Prologue

Hey! So this would be one of my late posts (12:40 am), but hold up—I’ve got a reason for that. Yesterday, I was so mind-wobbled by an idea I had for a story that it kept me from sleeping. Yep, another one of those nights.

It was a school night, so sleep was essential. I knew I was going to go all freaky at school if I didn’t prioritize it. But yet, there I was, procrastinating at record levels and scrolling on my phone—definitely not prioritizing sleep. Suddenly, in a random burst of instinct, I opened my laptop and started typing the prologue for my idea.

And then I thought—why not share it with you guys? Get some feedback and opinions? Maybe even some creative ideas in the comments? Do check out my father post (yes, it’s a typo, but it’s staying) for that, otherwise this one might get too long and boring. Mehh.

Oh, and for those of you wondering: yes, I did go to school. And yes, without sleep. I got my grades, ate, had fun with my friends (somehow not feeling sleepy), and then when I got home, guess what? I tried to stay awake, but that urge to just “lie down for two minutes” turned into a seven-hour nap session. Yesss, nap.

And because I hadn’t posted, my brain kept annoying me, so I thought I’d just knock this task off (apparently a necessary one, according to my brain) and then sleep :)

I’m writing this half-asleep, so I have no idea how this is going to turn out or how engaging it might be, but oh well. That’s the story of another day.

Anyway, I’ll be posting the prologue right now for those of you interested. Sure, posting it tomorrow might create suspense and more engagement, but ugh—it’s whatever. I'll be needing your brainpower on this one--drop your thoughts in the commentsss!

-Sheeza

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 7, 2025 at 1:23 PM

    I have been following you blogs since yesterday and I feel connected with your writings.
    Will surely check it out! Btw keep up the great work.

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