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 SPEAKS CALMLY, KEEPING THE SAME TONE OF VOICE THROUGHOUT. He moves his hands slowly,…
“If you go to Kindia, you know: go up Gangan and go and see my…
There’s a certain military feel to the air, and people who come and go, smiling…
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I HAD JUST BEEN TO EUROPE. I HAD JUST BEEN TO SPAIN. I HAD FELT…
I KNOW RIGHT FROM THE START THAT JOKERS IS NOT MY KIND OF BAR. The…
Things Fall Apart is a classic piece of African literature, and why not, of world…
Cooper goes on to express her appreciation for the support and assistance received. Referring to…
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“THE SWEDES ARE WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PARKING LOT,” said an early morning voice to me in a firm tone. I quickly ran down the stairs and left the building, only…
THE FOOD TAKES A WHILE TO COME. The food sometimes takes a while to come in Liberia. So instead of having lunch, we keep making our way into Nimba County and head…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances,…
Cooper goes on to express her appreciation for the support and assistance received. Referring to…
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BUT LOOK WHO’S THERE. As I walk into the Red Lion I spot Ramon sitting opposite a German donning a dirty and scraggy beard. Only a tiny table separates them, and they…
“If you go to Kindia, you know: go up Gangan and go and see my Guinean family”, said Monique, my Belgian friend in Liberia. Despite the fact that Monique had left Guinea…
