Her poetry collection We’ll Sing Blackbird was shortlisted
for the Irish Times Shine Strong Award and she is the recipient of a Geoffrey
Dearmer Prize (Poetry Review) and
a New Writing Ventures Poetry Award (chaired by Andrew Motion).
Her work has been published
in the Guardian, Poetry Ireland, Poetry Review, The Spectator, The Stinging Fly and elsewhere, and she was a writer in
residence at the Wordsworth Trust.
She lives in rural Ireland, where she and her husband run The Moth magazine (offshoots of which include The Caterpillar, The Moth Retreat, The Moth Art Prize, The Moth Short Story Prize and the €10,000 Moth Poetry Prize).
Rebecca is represented by Tessa David and Caroline Michel at Peters Fraser + Dunlop.
Praise for He Is Mine and I Have No Other
‘Vivid, authentic and compelling … may be the truest depiction of Irish rural girlhood since Edna O’Brien’s Girl With Green Eyes. What a treat it is to be introduced to such a genuine, compassionately humorous and profoundly tender voice.’ Pat McCabe
‘Powerful and searing ... O’Connor captures the dread and anticipation attendant on these teenage rites with great skill and sensitivity ... writes with genuine grace and fluency’ Sunday Times
‘My heart broke a little bit for Lani and Leon. He Is Mine and I Have No Othervividly calls up the atmosphere of small-town life. Eerie, tender and wonderful.’ Sophie Mackintosh
‘I adored He is Mine and I Have No Other . . . Amazing, heartbreaking, brilliantly done.’ Donal Ryan
‘Rebecca O'Connor captures vividly the small triumphs and catastrophes of being a teenage girl in rural Ireland, but in the further darkness to which she reaches is a truth for all generations.’ Belinda McKeon
‘God this book is brilliant. Vivid and utterly compelling, this book had me torn between racing on and stopping to marvel at beautifully crafted lines,’ Jess Kidd
‘A haunting novel that cuts right into the delicate and dangerous world of the adolescent. Sometimes frightening, often funny, but never a word less than a true work of art.’ Christine Dwyer Hickey
‘This is a work of slim elegant beauty. A poetic meditation on love and desire, with a truly astonishing conclusion. I loved reading it. With this novel Rebecca O’Connor has arrived fully mature, as an extraordinary storyteller who will delight the reader.’ Michael Harding
‘Captures, with uncanny precision, the sheer ferociousness of teenage desire . . . An evocative, atmospheric and thought-provoking read’ Sunday Indendent
‘A heady dive into the vulnerability, passion and recklessness of youth, with an eye for wry detail, and it luminously evokes the delicacy of teen romance ... a vivid and sensitive first novel, exploring growing pains through the prism of social change.’ Sydney Morning Herald
‘It is a truly wonderful book. I so admire the sheer scale of its historical depth and its ambition, ambition perfectly realised. Your writing touches genuine depths of sorrow.’ Frank McGuinness
‘Quite brilliant. The most accurate evocation of teenage angst I have ever read’ Irish Examiner