Carys Green
Praise for Always on My Mind
Original and compelling to the extreme - I raced through it
Debbie Howells, author of THE BONES OF YOU
‘Fantastic … the tension was exquisite ... I can’t remember feeling this on edge. It takes real skill to extract that level of emotional reaction from a reader ... Carys Green has pulled it off superbly’
Natalie Chandler, bestselling author of BELIEVE ME NOT
Tapping into my existing paranoia about where technology is headed, Green took my fears of inevitable AI intrusion, fused them with romantic toxicity and thereby eradicated any possibility of sleep. Like a On ...
Amy Beashel, author of SPILT MILK
Original and compelling to the extreme - I raced through it
Debbie Howells, author of THE BONES OF YOU
‘Fantastic … the tension was exquisite ... I can’t remember feeling this on edge. It takes real skill to extract that level of emotional reaction from a reader ... Carys Green has pulled it off superbly’
Natalie Chandler, bestselling author of BELIEVE ME NOT
Tapping into my existing paranoia about where technology is headed, Green took my fears of inevitable AI intrusion, fused them with romantic toxicity and thereby eradicated any possibility of sleep. Like a On ...
Amy Beashel, author of SPILT MILK
Original and compelling to the extreme - I raced through it
Debbie Howells, author of THE BONES OF YOU
‘Fantastic … the tension was exquisite ... I can’t remember feeling this on edge. It takes real skill to extract that level of emotional reaction from a reader ... Carys Green has pulled it off superbly’
Natalie Chandler, bestselling author of BELIEVE ME NOT
Tapping into my existing paranoia about where technology is headed, Green took my fears of inevitable AI intrusion, fused them with romantic toxicity and thereby eradicated any possibility of sleep. Like a On ...
Amy Beashel, author of SPILT MILK
Articles featuring Carys Green
Extract: Always on My Mind by Carys Green
Prologue She needed to stop thinking. Her mind. It had to be empty. Still. Silent. It was dark within the walk- in wardrobe. The only movement the gentle rocking as Anna shifted back and forth, knees bunched up tight to her chest. Don’t think. She wanted to listen out for a creak. The thud of […]