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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HE SPEAKS CALMLY, KEEPING THE SAME TONE OF VOICE THROUGHOUT. He moves his hands slowly,…
I DON’T REMEMBER VERY WELL WHERE I WAS COMING FROM, but walking on UN Drive…
The meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper…
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“THE SWEDES ARE WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PARKING LOT,” said an early morning voice…
COME, COME IN. WELCOME TO MY HOME ON UN DRIVE. This salmon coloured sofa is…
Doe’s government had never been stable and had always run the risk of being overthrown…
Murder in the Cassava Patch is a very good african literature work, and tells the story…
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CONSISTENT WITH THE IDEA THAT HUMAN BEINGS ARE ANIMALS who usually have dinner at night, I logically attended the collation at the Korean restaurant at Bushrod Island, Monrovia, in the evening. As you do.…
HE SPEAKS CALMLY, KEEPING THE SAME TONE OF VOICE THROUGHOUT. He moves his hands slowly, only half looking at you, steadily interrupting your rushed arguments and shakes his head a couple of…
Blue Clay People tells the story of William Powers, a North American aid worker in…
For those who have lived and worked in Liberia, or for those who are doing…
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The meeting will begin at eight o’clock in the morning. That’s what the green paper on my desk says and that’s what I tell Roland, who has driven me here in the…
I run. I run next to a European girl and a Liberian. I keep up because I usually go jogging a few times a week around UN Drive. The Liberian guy also…
