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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IN GHANA, RELIGIOUS CONCENTRATIONS HAVE A POWERFUL STRONGHOLD. ‘Empowerment’, as the phenomenon is called, is…
The Shadow of the Sun narrates the experiences of the Polish journalist, Ryszard Kapuscinski in…
They say that nobody ever saw that Spanish woman who worked for the embassy again.…
Africa
FOR A WHILE NOW I HAVE TRIED TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT AFRICAN LITERATURE, a…
I’ve never had to deal with them. I don’t know what they talk about. I…
Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil…
The House at Sugar Beach is an autobiographical novel (it may also be considered quite…
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I HAVE HAD A FEW DRINKS TOO MANY, and shit, now I forgot what I was going to say. Eeerm, basically with today’s post I intend to talk about those who leave…
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS. You are walking in the middle of a Liberian road, heading in some direction and a question falls on your head in the form of a guillotine and covered…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances,…
Heart of Darkness narrates the story of a sailor named Marlow, who one day decides…
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IT’S FULL OF PIGS. That’s what we found upon arrival at the next village, Green Hill Quarry, in Liberia. The village is shaped like an L-shaped slide. It’s so inclined that it feels like…
“I have typhus, not today.” “Cool, come and watch the match then.” The first message is from Jacques, implying we will not be playing our usual game of tennis at the Ocean…
