More Lies is a highly referential comedy thriller about a writer being held hostage in their own apartment and forced to type to hide the maneuvers of a femme fatale, holding a pearl-handled gun, and her brother, a small-time thug with big-time ambitions. This wild tale about assassination, lost gold, betrayal, passion, and identity theft engages the reader in the many layers of the author’s witty but deceptive journey. Through a series of lies, backflips, and alternative versions of the tale, the author moves from being a trapped hack, forced to prostitute themselves, to dazzling the world with the acrobatics of their imagination, to the heart of the matter: storytelling is all that is keeping them alive.
A Note From the Publisher
“A wonderfully warped journey into one man’s unravelling psyche, and a joyous celebration of the necessity of story.”
–James Bradley, author of Ghost Species
“Richard James Allen takes the world of Raymond Chandler – the mysterious murder, the femme fatale, the world-weary observer – and turns it on its head. We end up with a funny, provocative novel that shakes up how we think about reality.”
—Anton Enus, SBS
“More Lies is a metafictional romp. It is also an engaging and funny tale, full of twists and narrational acrobatics. And, though its narrator is as slippery as a Lehman Brothers banker, there is something almost believable about it.”
—Matthew Campora, Head of Screen Studies, Australian Film Television & Radio School
“A phantasmagoric, avant-garde story set in a lost New York, Richard James Allen’s More Lies both entertains and provokes as it reveals a world where ‘truth is never enough/Or it’s unlikeable.’ Allen deploys a madcap couple, Stricklandson and Peters, to conduct us through a world of threat and potential which ends up being spooky in many senses of the word. A fluid narrative forward motion and a sense of the fundamental mystery of it all have never been so closely intertwined.”
—Nicholas Birns, New York University
“Enjoyed More Lies in one hit – like swallowing a tab spiked with speed – with Raymond Chandler’s spook dealing and watching from the corner.”
—Rae Desmond Jones, author of The End of the Line
Average rating from 6 members
More Lies is like being arrested and given your rights - anything you do or say or read could be used against you. The tension is high in this novel, it is not a relaxed afternoon read. Very much in the moment to the point where the "writer" is practically standing behind you, reaching over and turning the pages for you, giggling in your ear in a manic pitch. It is a continuous flow, the writer must write to stay alive, just keep typing. The result is a performance piece of the mind. A novel played out in real time before you. It is dynamic, dramatic, and crazy. I loved it.
The unnamed fabulist at the heart of this literary crazy quilt says he 'comes from a family of entertainers', and I believe him. Even though he told me he was lying. But that is the magic trick of 'More Lies': every time you feel you've got a grasp on it, it springs free, breaks into song, tap dances circles around your expectations and teasingly mocks your longing for a plot by giving you half a dozen. 'More Lies is an anti-novel, and not for the faint hearted. Get on board if you like dismantling cliche, trouncing propriety, and taking a rollercoaster ride through the fairground funhouse of the implausible, unlikely, outrageous and ironic all dazzlingly stitched together to cover a confession that feels somehow true. Even though it can't be. You wont be disappointed and you will be entertained, and who needs the truth when you can have 'More Lies'?