By Raji Singh From the Archives of the Fiction House. Happy May Day! “Today Thibidioux chil’ to be born. Butterflies come and tell me so. ‘Come Mama Lucy – time to go.’” 110 year-old healer and midwife Mama Lucy chants … Continue reading →
Happy Valentine’s Day! Does Valentine’s Day ever disappear? Not as long as we can remember the sweetness of love. Especially our first loves. We like to be reminded every year at Fiction House Publishing. Please enjoy our Valentine’s Day memory … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh Just one of the 1,001 Tales residing for all eternity in the Fiction House. (James is a four-year-old foundling. His ill fate causes him to loose his memory. Turt is a long-lived sort of giant turtle, ferrying … Continue reading →
Does Valentine’s Day ever disappear? Not as long as we can remember the sweetness of love. Especially our first loves. We like to be reminded every year at Fiction House Publishing. Please enjoy our Valentine’s Day memory from The Seasons … Continue reading →
What is summer without a summer romance? Though they may not last forever, the memories do! Enjoy a memory of a young boy’s summer bliss in this loving piece from the Fiction House Publishing’s, The Seasons of My Giving Back … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh After our interlude with Tiger and Tigerman, we are famished! Time to return to Raji’s remembrance of his summer adventure! * * * Had your dinner yet? If not, please enjoy a rollicking piece from the … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh From the Archives of the Fiction House. Happy May Day! “Today Thibidioux chil’ to be born. Butterflies come and tell me so. ‘Come Mama Lucy – time to go.’” 110 year-old healer and midwife Mama Lucy chants … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh Had your Sunday dinner yet? If not, please enjoy a rollicking piece from the Fiction House Publishing’s work, The Seasons of My Giving Back. In the preceding chapters, I discover that my ‘giving-back to the world’ summer … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh Please enjoy a piece from the Fiction House Publishing’s most recent work, The Seasons of My Giving Back. In the preceding chapters, I discover that my ‘giving-back to the world’ summer job as youngster would be volunteering … Continue reading →
By Raji Singh To acknowledge the end of National Poetry Month and welcome May Day and Mothers, here is a poignant story of a mother’s lament * * * “Tis 1800, there ‘bouts, early morn. Today Thibidioux chil’ to be … Continue reading →
Captain Polly, the Mark Twain of the creature world, launches into fables.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
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Because the Future Is Just A Breath Away
welcome to my worlds...
A confession of envy, admiration, and vicarious adventure
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Raji Singh