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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The granite tiles at the Zaventem airport in Brussels are a stranger colour every time…
FOR A WHILE NOW I HAVE TRIED TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT AFRICAN LITERATURE, a…
The meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper…
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“I have typhus, not today.” “Cool, come and watch the match then.” The first message…
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in…
Another aspect that did not convince me in Heart of Darkness is the fact that…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer…
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SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in some direction and a question falls on your head in the form of a guillotine and covered…
I HAVE HAD A FEW DRINKS TOO MANY, and shit, now I forgot what I was going to say. Eeerm, basically with today’s post I intend to talk about those who leave…
Things Fall Apart is a novel that narrates the story of Okonkwo, an Igbo farmer…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
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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…
CONSISTENT WITH THE IDEA THAT HUMAN BEINGS ARE ANIMALS who usually have dinner at night, I logically attended the collation at the Korean restaurant at Bushrod Island, Monrovia, in the evening. As you do.…
