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More excerpts, because why not? 🙂‍↔️

Ahoy, Jackson Ngari You have consistently demonstrated the purest and most unadulterated form of love by supporting all forms of art that I endeavor to pursue, and I will never forget that. Your copy is all set. Thanks.

While Dada drank away his dignity and cursed the very children he helped bring into the world, Mama was building something solid—something lasting. She rose before dawn, tied her wrapper tight, and poured herself into the earth of her cocoa farm and the dyes of her Adirè cloth.

“When I asked why she wouldn’t convert, she laughed and said she would never understand the concept of a god who didn’t have a wife but had a son. She preferred the much more familiar Orunmila and her Ifa worship.” — Moses ‘Tezzar’ Atese Orvesen, MHSN

Have you read this anthology of short stories?

"Dada lost his handyman job at the government construction company and quickly made bed with his newfound friend—alcohol. We all watched as he slipped further and further into the abyss" — 'Of Deadbeats, Bastard Children and Pagan Wives' by Moses 'Tezzar' Atese Orvesen, MHSN

Courtroom Sketch Diddy falling to his knees and bends over after hearing the verdict😬

A writer is not defined by talent, ease, or praise—but by persistence. You are a writer because you show up, even when the words don't. You are a writer because you choose to keep going, even when rejection stings and the page remains stubbornly blank.

Ni kama in the next few months biashara ya wheelchair itakua sawa. #presidentruto

“Love isn’t possession, it’s the wind beneath the wings of the one you love. And I clipped Isabella’s wings.” — Maxwell Kamau, “Crimson Chains” in Of Deadbeats, Bastard Children and Pagan Wives

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The Girl Who Doesn’t Speak is a chilling tale of secrets, survival, and the strength it takes to remember what others want you to forget. Echoes of Silence and Other Stories By: Nyangoto Okuro Jerry Atsiaya Mugala Kerry Baraka Sebastian Lumiti

“Our hair is our crown. It tells the world who we are and where we come from. When you cover it, you hide your true self.” — Rebecca Nambuya, “The Evolution of My Hair” in Of Deadbeats, Bastard Children and Pagan Wives

“In a way, my hair became a bridge between two worlds—the modern, fast-paced life of Kampala city and the rich, storied traditions of the village. It allowed me to navigate both spaces with confidence and pride" — Rebecca Nambuya, “The Evolution of My Hair”

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"They say beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, but what they don't say is how it sometimes burrows painfully into the heart, like an old photograph I don't know where to keep." — Bright Aboagye, "Beauty," in Of Deadbeats, Bastard Children and Pagan Wives: Stories