SPASH flagship Offering
My Version
of Events.
Literary nonfiction about the lives we inherit and the selves we reclaim.
“At first, I believed I was writing my way back to myself – to an earlier confidence, a familiar worldview, a version of life that existed before loss. But grief was not restorative in that way. It did not return me to who I was. It rewrote me.”
Shared exploration
If Love Is the Answer,
What’s the Question?
To those willing to turn towards the truth, even when it is inconvenient.
To those courageous enough to question their own version of events, and rewrite it.
I call it self-authorship.
What do you call it?
Inside the book
Three movements.
One evolving self.
Tap a card to turn it over and discover the essays held within.
Movement I
The Breaking
Who was I before I understood what was happening to me?
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Movement I · The Breaking
Essays
The Little Girl in a Polka Dot Dress ◆ Why I am the Shebeen Princess
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Movement II
The Burning
What stories did I tell myself in order to survive what happened?
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Movement II · The Burning
Essays
Midlife Dilemma ◆ The Return Soldier ◆ Stranger in My Mirror ◆ I Don’t Just Break Hearts; I Dismantle Souls ◆ The Morning After the Dream Died ◆ Doctor, Please Give My Dad Some Water! ◆ The Promise
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Movement III
The Breathing
What remains true when the story softens?
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Movement III · The Breathing
Essays
Too Dark to Disappear ◆ To The Boy Who Broke Me Open ◆ Persephone: Mission 13 ◆ The Mountain That Refused Us ◆ The Death and Rebirth of a Strong Black Woman ◆ Rewilding the Domesticated Mindset ◆ Why I Stopped Calling Myself a Feminist ◆ The Social Contracts I am Quietly Burning ◆ The Balcony Scene of My Own Stripped ◆ Naked in the Cold Dancing Around Mortality
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From the pages
Three windows.
One life, still becoming.
Humble brags started way before LinkedIn.
In hindsight, I should have just said:
My dad is an Informal Hospitality Executive specialising in high-stakes conflict resolution.
I wasn’t asking for a medical breakthrough. Just hydration.
But under those circumstances, asking for a glass of tap water felt like petitioning the UN for emergency foreign aid.
A dedicated 24-hour customer service agent.
Emotional paramedic. On call, day and night.
And I called it Servant Leadership.
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