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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I can’t help it. I am reading an interesting novel about a violinist who loses…
“We are going out tonight,” says François as he grabs onto my arm at the…
I GENTLY WALK INTO THE MINISTRY OF LAND, MINES AND ENERGY in Liberia, but nobody sees…
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I have often felt that I was going to climb the wall in Liberia. On…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
Things Fall Apart is a classic piece of African literature, and why not, of world…
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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…
The narrator’s voice maintains an objective and firm tone throughout, but on page 130, the narrator surprisingly expresses an opinion about the new, cruel Reverend Smith, saying that he should have known…
Another aspect that did not convince me in Heart of Darkness is the fact that…
Nonetheless, there are also a series of characters that are respectably accomplished. This is the…
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Just as I was leaving the office in Mamba Point, in Liberia, a guy turns around and says, “Hey, have a look!” Piano Teeth spoke to me in a firm, hoarse, commanding…
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…
