Carole Morin was born in the East End of Glasgow ‘city of chipped shoulders and the glam razor revival’. She clawed her way out of the slums and now lives in Soho. At 16 she was Junior Diplomat to the United States where she tested the boundaries of diplomatic immunity. She was writer-in-residence at Wormwood Scrubs prison, Literary Fellow at the University of East Anglia and Associate Editor of Granta magazine. She writes Shallow not Stupid as her evil twin Vivien Lash.
She has beaten Stanley Kubrick in a dessert-eating contest, drunk mojitos with Fidel Castro, and been mistaken for Graham Greene’s Eurasian daughter in Hanoi. Reviews of her books are so good she’s been accused of writing them herself.
A full biography can be found on Carole Morin’s Wikipedia page.
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“Sylvia Plath with a sense of humour.” The Herald
“Fleshworld is compelling and elegantly-crafted.” The Scotsman
“An intriguing blend of sophistication and innocence.” John Fowles
“A dark blood-stained book fashioned from the motherlode of a bizarre upbringing.” Sunday Times
“Fleshworld is science fiction as Frenzy-era Alfred Hitchcock might have conceived it. It’s psychopomp: a funfair slide through Clockwork Orange’s purgatorial milk bar into the seminal (I use the word advisedly) experimentations of Michael Moorcock” The Times
“The minute I finished this book I started reading it again.” Mail on Sunday
“Deliciously dangerous.” Sir Harold Evans
“Sexy new book from mysterious genius Carole Morin” FLESHWORLD