Tag Archives: folk cures

No. 88: A DESSERT RECIPE- FOR DELIGHTFUL BOUDOIR RESULTS

Posted on May 24, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh In the late 1800’s, my immigrant Russian great grandmother, Shelva Fiction was barely able to speak English.  She learned it by beginning a journal about her husband, ‘Doc’ Fiction.  His was a life dedicated to folk and … Continue reading →

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No. 85: MAY DAY ON THE BAYOU IN POEM AND STORY

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh “Tis 1800, there ‘bouts, early morn. 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 these words as she … Continue reading →

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No. 37: WE MEET AGAIN, MINE COSSACK ENEMY.

Posted on April 7, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh  (My dear, sweet immigrant Great grandmother, Shelva; as a new bride in the 1890’s writes…) Greenhorn am I, to so many of the ways of mine wonderful new country, Amerika.  Even greener when it comes to knowing … Continue reading →

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POST No. 33 : EFRAIM BUILDS HIS MAN CAVE, PART I

Posted on March 10, 2013 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh These days, the man cave, is all the rave. Goliath screen tv’s to capture Gargantua footballers, and Pegasusical steeple chasing.  IRON BARS – on the windows and doors to keep out the misunderstanding spouse.  PLYWOOD BARS – … Continue reading →

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No. 32: HOW EFRAIM EPHRAIM CAME TO RESIDE AT THE FICTION HOUSE

Posted on March 3, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh      Another story from my Russian immigrant great grandmother, Shelva Fiction.           We return home from our traveling sales.  The hooves of the horses pulling our patent medicine wagon, they rumble below us.  “Clip cloppity.”  Their gentle … Continue reading →

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No. 30: DOC FICTION’S BUST ENHANCERS AND OTHER INVENTIONS THAT WENT BUST!

Posted on February 17, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh I am discovering the crumbs of the wry bread of life that sustained my Russian immigrant great grandmother, Shelva Fiction, in her new “Ameri-kan” homeland.  Midst my archiving the reams of notes, documents, letters, and ‘lost’ books … Continue reading →

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No. 29: THE TALE OF HOW EFRAIM EPHRAIM CAME TO BE A PERMANENT FIXTURE AT THE FICTION HOUSE.

Posted on February 10, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh (editor, archivist Fiction House Publishing)      From the miscellaneous writings of Shelva Fiction, circa 1890’s:  Shortly after discovering that a tall taler from way back – Efraim – had stowed away in their medicine wagon. Shelva Fiction … Continue reading →

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No. 28: THE MYSTERIOUS CASE OF THE FIXER ELIXIR (continued from last week)

Posted on February 3, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh      Will the unjustly incarcerated Doc and Shelva Fiction be saved from the noose?  Will the Sheriff’s wife Millie get the Doc’s potions to their accuser before vigilantes arrive?      From the jail cell, Doc Fiction instructs … Continue reading →

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No. 27: THE MYSTERIOUS CASE OF THE FIXER ELIXIR

Posted on January 27, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh      A noose awaits my jailed great grandparents Doc and Shelva Fiction if tall taler Efraim’s capricious kidney kills him – bad patent elixir they’ve been accused of pedaling, dontcha’ know.       But there are strange forces … Continue reading →

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No. 26: THE MAGIC OF LUNY MUM: IT IS ALL AROUND US.

Posted on January 20, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh   It’s the 1890’s.  ‘Ol Efraim, he’s a teller of tales and a crier of wolf from way back – a hypochondriac to boot.  He’s on his deathbed, so he claims.  My great grandparents Doc and Shelva … Continue reading →

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