Monthly Archives: November 2014

No. 113: THE ART AND HISTORY OF BREWING STUMP JUICE – FROM THE PHONECIANS AND THE ANCIENT MARINER, ONTO THE SILK ROAD, THEN TO BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

by Raji Singh I brew up stump juice with the passion of an oenologist. That’s a fancy-schmanzy name for a winemaker. As with the nectar of the vine, there are endless styles and varieties of the juice-de- stumpe. To make … Continue reading

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THANKSGIVING AT THE HOME OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN’S NE’ER-DO-WELL BROTHER

By Raji Singh We at the Fiction House wish you the best of Thanksgivings!  Here is a bit of our whimsical past. The Ancient Mariner, the scruffy sea salt who raised my great-great grandfather, told this curious holiday story.  It’s … Continue reading

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Post No. 112: SCBWI – CAMARADERIE AND COLLEGIALITY

by Mark Rogers This past weekend, on the campus of a University near Kansas City, I observed ecstatic adults exiting a conference hall. Why such passionate vibrancy? The varsity footballers hadn’t won that afternoon. The Royals barely lost the World … Continue reading

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No. 111: WHY BUY THE COW, WHEN YOU CAN RENT IT FROM EFRAIM EPHRAIM?

by Raji Singh      Fiction House’s internationally renowned and imitated business endeavor of the 1890’s, ‘Engage a Bovine’: It all started when my Russian immigrant Great Grandmother Shelva Fiction queried Captain Polly who was tightrope walking the clothesline as they … Continue reading

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No. 110: THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER IN A POTTER’S FIELD

 by Raji Sing Everyone knows the story of Johnny Hempseed. In the 18th Century, a high-minded Benjamin Franklin commissioned J. H. to sow hemp seed throughout the land to grow the fledgling nation’s cordage industry. The present day taxing bureaus … Continue reading

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