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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The meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper…
I SLEEP IN GBENEQUELLEH IN A TINY ROOM with no mosquito net, hoping malaria in Liberia…
It’s the brakes. A steel voice informs me that something is wrong with the brake…
Africa
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in…
WHY AM I SAYING ON EDGE IF EVERYTHING IS CALM IN LIBERIA? IS EVERYTHING CALM…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances,…
Murder in the Cassava Patch is a very good african literature work, and tells the story…
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“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…
These are the hardest days. Those days when you sit in front of the computer and you don’t know what to write about. You can see it, too. A blank, white screen…
Regarding the novel’s title, one wonders why beautyful and not beautiful? It seems probable that…
Nonetheless, there are also a series of characters that are respectably accomplished. This is the…
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Ingrid still had not recovered and she was lying down, her body paralysed into a triangular shape and submerged in a deep dream or horrible nightmare. It was time for lunch and…
The word Party encapsulates the meaning of the universe. The idea of a party offers an opportunity to escape from the powerful and dictatorial god by the name of Routine. When the…
