It begins in Kiamariga.
A market village in Ruguru Ward where the red soil turns to river when it rains and the market still opens on Tuesday no matter what you are grieving. Loss came early. So did my grandmother's lesson: a storm shows you what you are made of.
From there it runs through a classroom with cracked walls, a long walk to school, and every room I have built since. It is written. What is left is getting it into your hands.
- 01First off the pressYour copy comes out of the first print run and ships before the book reaches anyone else.
- 02Straight from the deskThe occasional note as it goes to print: the cover, the launch date, where to find me.
- 03You size the runReservations decide how many copies get printed. Yours is one of them.
