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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COME, COME IN. WELCOME TO MY HOME ON UN DRIVE. This salmon coloured sofa is…
VICTOR, ANESA AND I TAKE UP THE CENTRE OF THE ROOM AT BLACK AND WHITE…
ON BRINGING MY HEAD ABOVE THE SURFACE, I DISCOVERED A GIRL WITH DREADLOCKS (the rasta…
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They say that nobody ever saw that Spanish woman who worked for the embassy again.…
BUT LOOK WHO’S THERE. As I walk into the Red Lion I spot Ramon sitting…
Regarding the novel’s title, one wonders why beautyful and not beautiful? It seems probable that…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in…
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Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil war broke out, a factor that forced her to move to the United States, specifically to Knoxville,…
Regarding the novel’s title, one wonders why beautyful and not beautiful? It seems probable that this has been a slip in the English spelling, which is not uncommon in Africa. In fact,…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in…
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ON BRINGING MY HEAD ABOVE THE SURFACE, I DISCOVERED A GIRL WITH DREADLOCKS (the rasta style triumphed on Room Island), a girl in Bob Marley colours, green, yellow, red who slowly sat…
MONIQUE, THE WOMAN WHO HATED (AND LOVED) GUINEA CONAKRY, had allowed another truce with this country on disclosing to me, “if you go to Conakry, go to the islands: an authentic oasis”.…
