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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CONSISTENT WITH THE IDEA THAT HUMAN BEINGS ARE ANIMALS who usually have dinner at night,…
ONE DAY MORE In LIBERIA (ONE DAY LESS…) I am exhausted as I start to…
I’ve never had to deal with them. I don’t know what they talk about. I…
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“THE SWEDES ARE WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PARKING LOT,” said an early morning voice…
WHAT SHOULD I CALL IT? Jungle? Rainforest? Forest? Wilderness? Luxuriant foliage? There is definitely no…
The African Child is not strictly speaking a novel, but rather an autobiography of a…
Heart of Darkness narrates the story of a sailor named Marlow, who one day decides…
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IT’S HERE. Rick comes to fetch me in the morning at the Hilltop Hotel in Gbarnga and we get into the Toyota Land Cruiser. Vroom, vroom. We set off for the compound…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances, different levels and social classes within the black world, the difficulty of progressing always seems to be…
This novel also considers how most utopian dreams of liberation in the recently independent Africa…
Regarding the novel’s title, one wonders why beautyful and not beautiful? It seems probable that…
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WHAT SHOULD I CALL IT? Jungle? Rainforest? Forest? Wilderness? Luxuriant foliage? There is definitely no word that can precisely define where I am heading to in Liberia. Countryside could be an option,…
DID CONAKRY EXIST? The time had come to tour the capital city of Guinea Conakry. The city, which on naming it provoked sighs and rolling of the eyes among the people I…
