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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CAN I SAY SOMETHING? Imagine an airport. Can you think of an airport and feel…
“BECAUSE IF NOT, I’LL DIE”. Sitting at a round, plastic table. We drink some Club…
CONSISTENT WITH THE IDEA THAT HUMAN BEINGS ARE ANIMALS who usually have dinner at night,…
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DID CONAKRY EXIST? The time had come to tour the capital city of Guinea Conakry.…
RUN. RUN. When we ran in Monrovia in among the shacks, trampling the earth and…
Murder in the Cassava Patch is a very good african literature work, and tells the story…
Heart of Darkness narrates the story of a sailor named Marlow, who one day decides…
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MONIQUE, THE WOMAN WHO HATED (AND LOVED) GUINEA CONAKRY, had allowed another truce with this country on disclosing to me, “if you go to Conakry, go to the islands: an authentic oasis”.…
Our football team has won and we’re all celebrating at the Red Lion, under the influence of Club Beers and other natural juices. Like every other day, nightfall is punctual and dictatorial.…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in…
Nonetheless, there are also a series of characters that are respectably accomplished. This is the…
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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…
ON BRINGING MY HEAD ABOVE THE SURFACE, I DISCOVERED A GIRL WITH DREADLOCKS (the rasta style triumphed on Room Island), a girl in Bob Marley colours, green, yellow, red who slowly sat…
