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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Did you know that the sea and air conditioning sound quite alike? When I am…
At first we did not talk. Never ever. Not even whenever I’d set foot in…
I GENTLY WALK INTO THE MINISTRY OF LAND, MINES AND ENERGY in Liberia, but nobody sees…
Africa
Click, click. We have several photos taken with the people at the organisation and with…
At first we did not talk. Never ever. Not even whenever I’d set foot in…
The Beautyful ones are not yet born by Ayi-Kweih-Armah is a novel that tells the story of…
The narrator’s voice maintains an objective and firm tone throughout, but on page 130, the…
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Americanah is the story of Ifemelu, a Nigerian girl who decides to leave her country for a period of time, to go and study in the United States in search of a…
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in some direction and a question falls on your head in the form of a guillotine and covered…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
Helene Cooper tells us that she had ancestors on the colonisation ships coming from the…
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THE WATERFALL DROPS SPECTACULARLY ONTO THE LAKE and can be observed from two wooden hammocks that almost enter the water as if they were airbeds. This is undoubtedly a privileged enclave, where…
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…
