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I first mentioned it to the Camaraderie Lounge last year, and they said, finish it and give it to us. Since then, I’ve gone back and forth—considered using a different pen name, considered not publishing it at all, even thought about releasing it quietly without marketing.

But through all of that, Rola and Toba’s story has refused to stay buried. It wants to be told.

So I’m going to tell it—properly. With the right cover, a full series rollout, and a title reveal (it was initially called Part of Me).

Working series description

This is not a love story. This is what love did to them.

Toba was thirteen when they fled Nigeria. Rola was nine. In their mother’s absence and America’s indifference, they built a world of two — first as siblings, then as something else entirely.

What follows is not redemption. Not excuse. Just the truth of how two children became inseparable, then impossible, then strangers trying to remember who they were before they became each other’s ruin.

Spanning two decades, from Brooklyn to the Gulf of Mexico to a mother’s deathbed, this is a novel about the shapes trauma takes — and the people we become to survive it.

Interested?

I’ll be sharing snippets publicly, but the full story will be for paid subscribers in the Cam Circle. I look forward to having you in the circle.

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