I mentioned on AO3 that I was having an organ removed. It was my gallblader. Oxy edited/wrote chapters 27, 28, and 29.
Slowly removing my human bits and replacing them with pieces of a strange, ambiguous creature I found in my backyard.
I've never felt more alive.
Vashneel is an old OC of mine that I created ~20 years ago. He is my favorite out of the many characters I've created. It's been my biggest desire to write a book about his lore.
When I started playing Baldur's Gate 3, his story parallelled the Dark Urge frighteningly well, so I named my Dark Urge Vash Neel and left it at that. However, the lore behind Vash is different enough where I wouldn't be able to break him away from the Baldur's Gate 3 canon and squeeze it into what his story was meant to be. I will have to write his original lore from scratch. I am not mad about that.
This means I could turn Vash Neel's story into an original work and still have a cogent story for "Vashneel" as a separate project. This notion entices me. As long as I can keep my stomach for writing. At this point, it's still engaging (Read: Addictive.)
This is still a new hobby; I started writing in July, 2025. Though, I've been creating stories for years. I've been living under the very vivid understanding that if I were to die, all my stories would die with me. I have several. I'm just glad my mind has finally caught up with my desires and I'm doing it now.
I've been writing like a thirsty man who's finally found an oasis in the sands of time. Surrounded by desolation. And yet I drink.
I am pleased.