"You are intimating, if I understand you rightly," said Mr. Murbles, "that this Oliver has no real existence."
In this scene from The Unpleasantness at the Bellona Club, Lord Peter Wimsey has just shared with his solicitor Mr. Murbles his conclusion that a certain "Mr. Oliver" is not an important witness to the crime but rather the ham-handed invention of the furtive Major Fentiman to muddy the waters of Wimsey's investigation.
In the same way, our "Malcolm" has no real existence. He was an imaginary correspondent addressed by C.S. Lewis in Letters to Malcolm, Chiefly on Prayer (published posthumously in 1964). This little book was an important one for me early in my adult faith journey, and so I honor it here, although I have no specific plans to write much of anything on this site, nor to address such writings to any particular person, existing or otherwise.
I think of this mainly as a place to save quotations and related notes from things I read for my own future edification, and occasionally to share some of these with friends and family. I would be very surprised if anyone else ran across this blog in their online travels. So there are no letters and there is no Malcolm. There is just me, and occasionally you if you happen to stop by.