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’ve never had to deal with them. I don’t know what they talk about. I…
“If you go to Kindia, you know: go up Gangan and go and see my…
WE LEAVE GBARNGA BEHIND. It hits us that this time we are going for good…
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I hit the streets once again without an umbrella in Liberia and after taking a…
WHY AM I SAYING ON EDGE IF EVERYTHING IS CALM IN LIBERIA? IS EVERYTHING CALM…
Cooper goes on to express her appreciation for the support and assistance received. Referring to…
Going back to Helene Cooper’s life, it became considerably more complicated when the Liberian civil…
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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…
For those who have lived and worked in Liberia, or for those who are doing so at present, Blue Clay People will seem very close to home and familiar. Many expats (and…
Why Nobody Knows When He Will Die is a book that consists of ten stories…
Americanah is the story of Ifemelu, a Nigerian girl who decides to leave her country…
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WE LEAVE GBARNGA BEHIND. It hits us that this time we are going for good and we are suddenly overwhelmed with sadness: the green and red has got under our skin by…
The granite tiles at the Zaventem airport in Brussels are a stranger colour every time I see them. The marble I slowly discover increasingly adopts an expression that I cannot decipher. I…
