I’m Carlos Battaglini and I left everything to become a writer. Here you will find posts about my curious life in Liberia and other African countries. It is also where I immerse myself in the burning light of African literature through brutally honest book reviews. Welcome to your home and thanks for joining me on this adventure.
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WHAT SHOULD I CALL IT? Jungle? Rainforest? Forest? Wilderness? Luxuriant foliage? There is definitely no…
Did you know that the sea and air conditioning sound quite alike? When I am…
I KNOW RIGHT FROM THE START THAT JOKERS IS NOT MY KIND OF BAR. The…
Africa
“THE SWEDES ARE WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PARKING LOT,” said an early morning voice…
I HAD JUST BEEN TO EUROPE. I HAD JUST BEEN TO SPAIN. I HAD FELT…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer…
Heart of Darkness narrates the story of a sailor named Marlow, who one day decides…
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The granite tiles at the Zaventem airport in Brussels are a stranger colour every time I see them. The marble I slowly discover increasingly adopts an expression that I cannot decipher. I…
“BECAUSE IF NOT, I’LL DIE”. Sitting at a round, plastic table. We drink some Club Beers. Our pupils dilate and take on the form of small sugared ovals. That go up and…
Doe’s government had never been stable and had always run the risk of being overthrown…
Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil…
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There is someone in the kitchen. It’s a young man of medium height. His name is Anthony and he moves stealthily. As if he were wearing socks instead of shoes. Anthony opens…
CAN I SAY SOMETHING? Imagine an airport. Can you think of an airport and feel what it is? An airport, a kaleidoscopic space, a mental multiplication, a neurological trampoline. And meanwhile, I…
