Author Archives: hedley1980

About hedley1980

i was born 24 february 1980 in johannesburg i found myself in a situation

Migration

I am in the process of moving this archive to a different platform. Please click through to http://www.hedleytwidle.com to find a more up-to-date site…

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Firepool

A collection of my essays and creative nonfiction, just out.   This is just a glimpse of my Experiences in an Abnormal World. I intend writing a Book if I ever have the opportunity, but medical attention is what I … Continue reading

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Perception of Doors

A wry and delicate novel about the ancient human fact of migration. Journey’s End. Review of Mohsin Hamid, Exit West. Financial Times, 25 February, 2017. (Slightly) longer version below… The tragedy of Europe today, Mohsin Hamid has suggested in his essays and … Continue reading

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The Sound of Islay

Introducing the Bodley Head / FT essay competition. Financial Times | 11 November 2016. 1. Just before I turned 30 I was homeless for a while. Homeless is the wrong word, an exaggeration. But I was in Edinburgh with little money … Continue reading

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Sea Power

From Cape Town to Dar es Salaam, and back again… A genre-busting book, Under Nelson Mandela Boulevard does a rare thing: it is non-fiction that breaks the mould of works that look in on the continent from the outside. It … Continue reading

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Where? What? Why?

Not sure about J. M. Coetzee’s Schooldays. New Statesman | 5 October 2016 | PDF.

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The Institute for the Less Good Idea

Visiting William Kentridge at his Johannesburg studio. Profile for Financial Times magazine | 2 September 2016 | [PDF]. My (longer) edit, with The Nose reinstated: I knew I was at the right place because of the cats. Two sculpted, spiky creatures faced … Continue reading

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