Tag Archives: Captain Polly

No. 104: OF SUPERMOONS, SCUPPERNONGS AND SUMMER

by Raji Singh The blissful harvest of all our autumn experiences yet-to-come: Quietly it approaches. I hope your fall is bountiful. The yield from the summer of 2014, a blaring brass band of the warmest of memories, preserves in the … Continue reading

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No. 100: THE FROG BROTHERS MEET TURT

Lore of the Lindian Woods as observed by aerialist and oral storyteller Captain Polly.  As squawked to Raji Singh        When last we saw the Frog Brothers atop the tattooed rock… They were leaping from the clutches of the half-gator/half-human monster … Continue reading

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No. 99 : THE FROG BROTHERS SL-O-O-O-W DOWN

Lore of the Lindian Woods as related by Raji Singh   On a recent August evening, Tenille, our family, and I relaxed in the Fiction House garden. Captain Polly entertained us with her whimsical account of Turt’s first visit to the … Continue reading

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No. 98: THE LORE OF THE LINDIAN WOOD

By Raji Singh As related by Captain Polly to Raji Singh As she roamed her perch at the Fiction House, our South American Macaw unabashedly spun this yarn for our guests at our Sunday night dinner.  She told of the … Continue reading

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POST No. 96: THE LORE OF THE LINDIAN WOODS

as told by Raji Singh Once upon a time… Brer and Frer, the Frog brothers, are walking down the gravel road. The ground shakes. They hop to stay steady. Grasshoppers and worms hide under leaves. Earthquake? The Frogs look up … Continue reading

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No.95: CAPTAIN POLLY’S LORE OF THE LINDIAN WOODS

(as overheard by Raji Singh) You cannot stop Captain Polly’s storytelling chatter. We here at the Fiction House don’t mind. The children like her tales. So do us adults. Better than t.v. – cheaper than movies. Captain Polly’s the Mark … Continue reading

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NO. 89: PETS ON MEMORIAL DAY

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. I alone survive. I become an orphan foundling, taken … Continue reading

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

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. 72: CHEF R.K.’S GOURMET SURPRISE

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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LEATHER, WHIPS, AND GUN-RUNNING ON THE RANGE – WHERE THE ARMS ARE BOUND

by Raji Singh As I archive the mid 19th and early 20th century Fiction House Publishing, I am finding bits and pieces of rough drafts and published works.  Some of the roughs were gnarred-on by carrier pigeons that delivered them … Continue reading

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