'After a couple of weeks, I found myself standing outside the voids in the middle of the night listening for human activity, for any sign of life at all. Voids are flats that have been vacated, that will never be lived in again. But there never were any signs of life. Only the wind whistling through vacant interiors.'
In a condemned tower block in Glasgow, residents slowly trickle away until a young man is left alone with only the angels and devils in his mind for company. Stumbling from one surreal situation to the next, he encounters others on the margins of society, finding friendship and camaraderie wherever it is offered, grappling with who he is and what shape his future might take.
The Voids is an unsparing story of modern-day Britain, told with brilliant flashes of humour and humanity.
'Reading The Voids is a sensory experience. There is never a word too much, it never lingers. There is tragedy but no melodrama. O'Connor's lightness of touch, the pace, economy, characters ... are all perfect, all harmonious, poetic, but unadorned, even in the blackest of moments. Part of me is still in that high rise or watching the sunlight through the fire exit door at The Satellite. It is beautiful and perfect. I want to say this is a book God would like.'
-Paul Buchanan, The Blue Nile
'The Voids is a wild, magical, and magnetically mad picaresque... it had me bellowing with laughter on one page and needing to weep on the next. I tore through it, and it through me. A brilliant debut.'
-Niall Griffiths, author of Sheepshagger and Broken Ghost
