A red herring is a deliberate false clue meant to mislead or distract readers (or listeners) from the truth. The phrase itself has a storied history, famously coined in 1807 by journalist William Cobbett as a colourful tale about using a smoked fish to throw hounds off a trail. In this article, we’ll trace the origins of the term, share some playful examples, and explain why good writers use red herrings without making readers feel cheated.

There is a moment in almost every mystery novel where someone leans across a table, fixes the detective with a look of wounded dignity, and says: "I was nowhere near the library that evening. I was at home. Alone."

And the reader thinks: you did it.

 Here is a question I have been asking myself for quite some time now, usually while staring at a post that received three likes (one of which was my own, which I'm told doesn't count):

Does any of this actually work?

Let me paint you a picture.

You're reading a novel. The plot is ticking along nicely, the detective is being detectivey, and then you turn a page and walk into the house. And something happens. The hairs on the back of your neck do a little shimmy. The house isn't just where the story is happening — it is the story. It watches. It remembers. It has opinions about you, and they're not entirely flattering.

There is a peculiar tightrope that every cosy mystery writer must walk, and it goes something like this: on one side, a body. On the other, a joke about scones.