Writing fiction hadnโt been false, for nonfiction isnโt truer than fiction; but Iโd seemed to row at the shallowest region of the narrative stream, where the water wouldnโt reveal its deepest enchantments. I needed to allow the subject to change the form as I progressed. Where I began with curiosity about my uncleโs fate, my travels made me aware of how little of the war had been monumentalized in the Nigerian landscape, ultimately making it necessary for me to define the shape of my work as a reconciliation with the fragmented nature of the past.