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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FEAR IN BLACK AND WHITE. Some people have started leaving the bar, forming a scary,…
I AM WRITING FROM ACCRA, GHANA, AND I CAN SCARCELY BELIEVE THAT I AM FINALLY…
The word Party encapsulates the meaning of the universe. The idea of a party offers…
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I run. I run next to a European girl and a Liberian. I keep up…
HE SPEAKS CALMLY, KEEPING THE SAME TONE OF VOICE THROUGHOUT. He moves his hands slowly,…
Why Nobody Knows When He Will Die is a book that consists of ten stories…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer…
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WHAT SHOULD I CALL IT? Jungle? Rainforest? Forest? Wilderness? Luxuriant foliage? There is definitely no word that can precisely define where I am heading to in Liberia. Countryside could be an option,…
IT’S FULL OF PIGS. That’s what we found upon arrival at the next village, Green Hill Quarry, in Liberia. The village is shaped like an L-shaped slide. It’s so inclined that it feels like…
The African Child is not strictly speaking a novel, but rather an autobiography of a…
Despite a number of negative consequences, Powers also discovers that these same development projects are…
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ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF MONROVIA, LIBERIA. IN THE MIDDLE OF DEPRIVATION AND AN IMMORTAL ENERGY, we get out the Toyotas Prado and make our way to a crumbling school that was hosting…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances, different levels and social classes within the black world, the difficulty of progressing always seems to be…
