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 AM WRITING FROM ACCRA, GHANA, AND I CAN SCARCELY BELIEVE THAT I AM FINALLY…
The Shadow of the Sun narrates the experiences of the Polish journalist, Ryszard Kapuscinski in…
I HAD JUST BEEN TO EUROPE. I HAD JUST BEEN TO SPAIN. I HAD FELT…
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I run. I run next to a European girl and a Liberian. I keep up…
FEAR IN BLACK AND WHITE. Some people have started leaving the bar, forming a scary,…
Nonetheless, there are also a series of characters that are respectably accomplished. This is the…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in…
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ONE DAY MORE In LIBERIA (ONE DAY LESS…) I am exhausted as I start to write. It’s been a hard day again and the last thing I fancy doing is tapping away…
Ingrid still had not recovered and she was lying down, her body paralysed into a triangular shape and submerged in a deep dream or horrible nightmare. It was time for lunch and…
The African Child is not strictly speaking a novel, but rather an autobiography of a…
Nonetheless, there are also a series of characters that are respectably accomplished. This is the…
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Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances, different levels and social classes within the black world, the difficulty of progressing always seems to be…
“NO. IT’S NOT MALARIA,” said Drazen, dripping, “it’s something else. Something cold that gets in your bones.” Only the food, which finally arrived in the form of chicken, rice and cassava fish,…
