Category Archives: Fiction House Publishing

No. 75: THE LEGEND OF THE SCARLET TONGUED, BLUE MOUTH DEMONS

Posted on February 23, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus ‘Blackjack’ Fiction – a true Fiction.  Typhoon  tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, I … Continue reading →

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No. 74: VALENTINE, COME WITH ME TO THE KISSING TREE

Posted on February 14, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh Who would ever think? A broken furnace boiler leading to my first real kiss. Oh, there’d been plenty on the cheek – by mother, all the aunties, by my imaginary muses, Rrrose Heather, Mama Lucy, and yech … Continue reading →

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No. 73: OLYMPIC GLORY – GOING FOR THE PYRITE

Posted on February 9, 2014 by Raji Singh

  by Raji Singh A curious letter to the editor appeared in the Moscow Times-Oppressor on May 1, 1895 under this banner headline: ‘BRAMBLE SURFING FOR SUMMER AND FUTURE OLYMPIC WINTER GAMES?’      The query by my great grandmother, Shelva … Continue reading →

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No. 72: CHEF R.K.’S GOURMET SURPRISE

Posted on February 2, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, … Continue reading →

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No. 71: USE YOUR IMAGINATION TO FIND YOUR PASSION

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, … Continue reading →

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No. 70: IMAGINE…DREAMING AS A KING, INSPIRING AS A GANDHI, UNITING AS A MANDELA (or simply – using laughter to lighten another’s load)

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh      I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphan foundling, taken in by new loving parents Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  … Continue reading →

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NO. 69 A FOUNDLING’S LIFE: FROM TRAGEDY TO LARK TO TRIUMPH

Posted on January 12, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus ‘Blackjack’ Fiction – a true Fiction.  Typhoon  tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, I … Continue reading →

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No. 68: BOOKS

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh Last week: It’s 1826, Cincinatti.  4-year-old orphaned foundling Carper is taken in by a sea-crusted ancient mariner. In only a few minutes Mariner and Carper are at Mariner’s isolated ‘STATEROOM.’ A barnacle on the backside of an … Continue reading →

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No. 67 Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

Posted on December 29, 2013 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh THE CARPER’S TALE   (From Tales of the Fiction House) 1826  Daylight for just 15 minutes and already summer’s heat has dried dew from the Cincinnati pier.  A stoop-shouldered ancient mariner in an age-cracked slicker gamily trudges the … Continue reading →

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No. 66: YOU WILL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT, RAJI – A LINDIAN CHRISTMAS STORY

Posted on December 20, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh Just like the bespectacled Ralphie in the movie A Christmas Story, as an eight year old I yearned for a Red Rider BB gun.  Growing up in Cincinnati’s Lindian community – not big meat eaters or hunters … Continue reading →

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