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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“GUINEA? WHY GUINEA? Why would you complicate your life?” the Lebanese landlord asked me, frowning…
Just as I was leaving the office in Mamba Point, in Liberia, a guy turns…
Click, click. We have several photos taken with the people at the organisation and with…
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Did you know that the sea and air conditioning sound quite alike? When I am…
IT’S FULL OF PIGS. That’s what we found upon arrival at the next village, Green…
Another aspect that did not convince me in Heart of Darkness is the fact that…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances,…
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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…
“We are going out tonight,” says François as he grabs onto my arm at the Sajj. I gulped down one more Club beer and felt apprehensively ready to hit the night in…
This novel also considers how most utopian dreams of liberation in the recently independent Africa…
Being born black can be very hard, and while there are quite a few nuances,…
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He always starts talking at about quarter past or half past seven in the middle of UN Drive. Actually, he doesn’t talk, but rather screams, shouts, and quite often sings. I listen…
THE TELEPHONE IN MY BEDROOM RINGS AT HALF PAST SIX IN THE MORNING. Irritated, I place the receiver to my ear, and the receptionist tells me that a driver is waiting for…
