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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WHY AM I SAYING ON EDGE IF EVERYTHING IS CALM IN LIBERIA? IS EVERYTHING CALM…
“THE SWEDES ARE WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PARKING LOT,” said an early morning voice…
Ingrid still had not recovered and she was lying down, her body paralysed into a…
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CONSISTENT WITH THE IDEA THAT HUMAN BEINGS ARE ANIMALS who usually have dinner at night,…
FEAR IN BLACK AND WHITE. Some people have started leaving the bar, forming a scary,…
Doe’s government had never been stable and had always run the risk of being overthrown…
Why Nobody Knows When He Will Die is a book that consists of ten stories…
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I GENTLY WALK INTO THE MINISTRY OF LAND, MINES AND ENERGY in Liberia, but nobody sees me. They are all there, but nobody sees me. They are asleep. The secretary, receptionist or whatever…
“IT’S IN A STATE, MAN, GREECE IS IN A STATE,” says Frankie, a Liberian, as he noisily walks around his Portuguese friend, Gilberto’s kitchen in his kiwi green, scraggy shirt. “It’s in…
Things Fall Apart is a classic piece of African literature, and why not, of world…
This novel also considers how most utopian dreams of liberation in the recently independent Africa…
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Click, click. We have several photos taken with the people at the organisation and with the whole village. Those photos immortalise a great moment. Then we set off to see the cassava…
At first we did not talk. Never ever. Not even whenever I’d set foot in his motley Nissan Sunny, which was attempting to be yellow and I’d make some friendly, open comment.…
