A young woman works as an investigator of work accidents in factories and ship yards. She lives in her own, spacious apartment, which she tries to fill with green plants. She is happy in her structured office. She has a series of shortlived relationships to men behind her. Then there’s an accident at a ship yard in Western Norway. Reports of what happened contradict each other, and she is sent to the site of the accident to find out what happened.

The alternately poetic and bureaucratic prose mirrors the contradictions between grotesque accidents and of the beauty of the industrial landscape, with its ferries, docks, freight ships and cranes. Events without Names is a novel of isolation and of existence on the outside, about keeping distance to the lives of other people, and at the same time keeping distance to oneself in a world where faceless migrant workers end up drawing the shortest straw.