Solivagant

This novel is an examination of the inner life of a man, a solitary wanderer, as he walks the streets of Edinburgh with the voice in his head incessantly active; probing, nagging, insisting, dismissing, approving, joking, abusing and singing. Occasionally other voices intervene but whether these are constructs of his own consciousness, or extraneous to it, he cannot tell. He appears to be losing control of himself, on the brink of madness even, but is this really the case, or is it just the state we like to call sanity laid bare? The book is written in a style that reflects the on-going vocality within and the impressions that permeate it. It is a psychological investigation of how a passer by navigates his way through another aimless day, but poses the question of whether the solivagant is merely a disconnected individual or whether he might be representative of us all.