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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HE RAISES HIS HAND. In the middle of the trial, the man with the gold…
The meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper…
What is it that’s so important you have to say? Well, here goes. Friends, readers,…
Africa
At first we did not talk. Never ever. Not even whenever I’d set foot in…
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in…
The Beautyful ones are not yet born by Ayi-Kweih-Armah is a novel that tells the story of…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
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HE SPEAKS CALMLY, KEEPING THE SAME TONE OF VOICE THROUGHOUT. He moves his hands slowly, only half looking at you, steadily interrupting your rushed arguments and shakes his head a couple of…
Why Nobody Knows When He Will Die is a book that consists of ten stories…
Despite a number of negative consequences, Powers also discovers that these same development projects are…
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It’s the brakes. A steel voice informs me that something is wrong with the brake fluid. My car is not up to it, or perhaps it’s just melancholic. And since then, I…
I COULD BARELY SEE IT. But, according to Samory, the tall, skinny building rising up behind us had been the Presidential Palace. I turned around and for a fleeting moment I managed…
