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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Just as I was leaving the office in Mamba Point, in Liberia, a guy turns…
ON BRINGING MY HEAD ABOVE THE SURFACE, I DISCOVERED A GIRL WITH DREADLOCKS (the rasta…
“IT’S IN A STATE, MAN, GREECE IS IN A STATE,” says Frankie, a Liberian, as…
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I COULD BARELY SEE IT. But, according to Samory, the tall, skinny building rising up…
I can’t help it. I am reading an interesting novel about a violinist who loses…
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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GOAL. Goooal!!!! That was a goooooal !!! Goooooooal!!! The whole Samuel Doe Stadium erupts. It’s party time. We embrace, we’re all Liberians today and we are dancing with everyone. Gilberto is engaging…
I can’t help it. I am reading an interesting novel about a violinist who loses his talent out of the blue, but I cannot help it. Pages fourteen and fifteen have been…
Another aspect that did not convince me in Heart of Darkness is the fact that…
Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil…
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Helene Cooper tells us that she had ancestors on the colonisation ships coming from the United States, specifically Elijah Johnson, a man with a lot of character and a bit of a…
FEAR IN BLACK AND WHITE. Some people have started leaving the bar, forming a scary, irregular line. “This bar is mine and I want to tell you loud and clear that over…
