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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RUN. RUN. When we ran in Monrovia in among the shacks, trampling the earth and…
FEAR IN BLACK AND WHITE. Some people have started leaving the bar, forming a scary,…
Now. I walk down the hill of UN Drive towards my house in Mamba Point…
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As we return to the car, I share with Fred and Alex what Kapuscinski once…
COME, COME IN. WELCOME TO MY HOME ON UN DRIVE. This salmon coloured sofa is…
Regarding the novel’s title, one wonders why beautyful and not beautiful? It seems probable that…
Things Fall Apart is a classic piece of African literature, and why not, of world…
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Our football team has won and we’re all celebrating at the Red Lion, under the influence of Club Beers and other natural juices. Like every other day, nightfall is punctual and dictatorial.…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer and warrior who settled in the fictitious village of Umuofia (Nigeria) at some point between 1860 and…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil…
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He always starts talking at about quarter past or half past seven in the middle of UN Drive. Actually, he doesn’t talk, but rather screams, shouts, and quite often sings. I listen…
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…
