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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CAN I SAY SOMETHING? Imagine an airport. Can you think of an airport and feel…
Did you know that the sea and air conditioning sound quite alike? When I am…
Just as I was leaving the office in Mamba Point, in Liberia, a guy turns…
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HE RAISES HIS HAND. In the middle of the trial, the man with the gold…
I SLEEP IN GBENEQUELLEH IN A TINY ROOM with no mosquito net, hoping malaria in Liberia…
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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I KNOW RIGHT FROM THE START THAT JOKERS IS NOT MY KIND OF BAR. The moment I step foot out of the taxi, I can sense a certain carefreeness and self-confidence in…
I have often felt that I was going to climb the wall in Liberia. On some occasions I see her. The lady, who every night slightly commits suicide on UN Drive. She…
Americanah is the story of Ifemelu, a Nigerian girl who decides to leave her country…
The Beautyful ones are not yet born by Ayi-Kweih-Armah is a novel that tells the story of…
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He always starts talking at about quarter past or half past seven in the middle of UN Drive. Actually, he doesn’t talk, but rather screams, shouts, and quite often sings. I listen…
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…
