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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Africa
IT’S FULL OF PIGS. That’s what we found upon arrival at the next village, Green…
MONIQUE, THE WOMAN WHO HATED (AND LOVED) GUINEA CONAKRY, had allowed another truce with this…
ON THE UNSTOPPABLE ROAD TO INSANITY that stems from any mental insistence (please keep reading).…
Africa
There is someone in the kitchen. It’s a young man of medium height. His name…
Murder in the Cassava Patch is a very good african literature work, and tells the story…
The narrator’s voice maintains an objective and firm tone throughout, but on page 130, the…
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RUN. RUN. When we ran in Monrovia in among the shacks, trampling the earth and the sand, dodging dilapidated huts, I would brush against the zinc ceilings that were caving in. Sometimes…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in Liberia back in 1999. Powers lands in the African country as a member of the NGO Catholic…
The narrator’s voice maintains an objective and firm tone throughout, but on page 130, the…
Doe’s government had never been stable and had always run the risk of being overthrown…
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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…
They say that nobody ever saw that Spanish woman who worked for the embassy again. They say that when the war broke out she chose to stay in Monrovia. They say that…
