Tag Archives: Friendship

LIKE THE NEW YEAR, LIFE IS FULL OF BEGINNINGS

Posted on January 1, 2024 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh We at the Fiction House wish you a happy new year! When you need to escape, please join us and Carper and fly into another space and time. We wish you a year of health and joy….Happy … Continue reading →

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LIKE THE NEW YEAR, LIFE IS FULL OF BEGINNINGS

Posted on January 3, 2021 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh We at the Fiction House, as so many of you, leapt with joy as the new year burst into existence. A chance to begin anew, to take what we learned from the last horrific year and shape … Continue reading →

LIKE THE NEW YEAR, LIFE IS FULL OF BEGINNINGS

Posted on January 1, 2018 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh Happy New Year and best wishes for a year of joy and occasional whimsy! On this new beginning, we remember the origins of our home, The Fiction House and James Thaddeus Fiction, our founder. Out of the … Continue reading →

LIKE THE NEW YEAR, LIFE IS FULL OF BEGINNINGS

Posted on December 28, 2016 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh Out of the Fiction House Archives: 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 … Continue reading →

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Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

Posted on December 27, 2015 by Raji Singh

Posted in archeo-apologist, Children, Fiction House Publishing, humor, Short stories, whimsy, writing | Tagged alternate history, American History, beginnings, Carper, Cincinnatti, Foundlings, Friendship, Happy New Year, humor, James Thaddeus 'Blackjack' Fiction, Mariner, new short stories, New Year story, short story, Tales of the Fiction House, whimsy | Leave a comment

Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

Posted on December 28, 2014 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. 98: THE LORE OF THE LINDIAN WOOD

Posted on July 20, 2014 by Raji Singh

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

Posted on July 6, 2014 by Raji Singh

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 →