The Truth About Lies

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Scottish author Jim Murdoch discusses writing, his own and other authors, and muses at length about his fascination with the perversity of language. Veering from the nostalgic to the acerbic his blog will amuse anyone with a love of language.

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on Jun 25, 2017 in: dreams, poetry

Messages(for J.) Words can be filledwith all sorts of things: meanings and feelingsand secrets and lies. I found some of yoursin a sentence todayhiding in a letterpacked full of truths. I wasn't sure whatthey meant at first; it scared me, but I want...


on Jun 21, 2017 in: poetry

Passengers(for J.) Excuse me, I don't know this place; we're not where we were. I'm sure we've moved on. Mind if I join you? Guess I must've dozed off. Where're you headed friend? No; don't tell me. Just let me sit awhile: we don't have to talk much.

The Strange Recital

on Jun 18, 2017 in: podcast

I went to a short story reading at the weekend. It’s not something I do very often, go out, but I made the effort because I knew two of the guys reading and wanted to be supportive. I’d no expectations but the event went pretty much the way these...

[T]he absurdity of my condition … consisted in pushing a corpse to the top of a hill before it rolled back down, endlessly. – Kamel Daoud, The Meursault InvestigationI was probably eighteen the first time I read The Outsider. Knowing me I picked...


on Jun 11, 2017 in: love, poetry

The Power of Love(for J.) Love is a straight line –it gets right to the heart of things. Love squared is expansive –it covers a multitude of sins. Love to the power of three is deep –it takes time to explore. Give me your handand don't be afrai...


on Jun 7, 2017 in: poetry

"Behind the Wood"(for J.) How did love find its way in here? What's it doing in a place like this? It knows it'll die –there's nothing to keep it alive –and yet it came. Somehow I knew it wouldbut I was still unprepared. How do you prepare to los...


on Jun 4, 2017 in: poetry

The Spark(for J.) She didn't see it at firstbecause the world was full of lights. Then the lights went outand the sky was filled with stars. But when the stars fell downand all was dark and coldthen she noticed it, alone and unsure, in a universe of...