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 meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper…
The word Party encapsulates the meaning of the universe. The idea of a party offers…
“BECAUSE IF NOT, I’LL DIE”. Sitting at a round, plastic table. We drink some Club…
Africa
WE LEAVE GBARNGA BEHIND. It hits us that this time we are going for good…
These are the hardest days. Those days when you sit in front of the computer…
Things Fall Apart is a classic piece of African literature, and why not, of world…
The African Child is not strictly speaking a novel, but rather an autobiography of a…
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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…
I HAD JUST BEEN TO EUROPE. I HAD JUST BEEN TO SPAIN. I HAD FELT THE HEAT. I had felt the heat. I had felt the cold. Loads of iPhones, brother. Is…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
Murder in the Cassava Patch is a very good african literature work, and tells the story…
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SAMUEL IS THE BOSS. That’s what I realise on the next day from the way they all stare at him when he greets me. One’s eyes can reveal a leader’s terrain. Samuel…
IT’S FULL OF PIGS. That’s what we found upon arrival at the next village, Green Hill Quarry, in Liberia. The village is shaped like an L-shaped slide. It’s so inclined that it feels like…
