Tag Archives: Lindian Woods

A SUPER ECLIPSE IN A ROUGE ROBE

By Raji Singh This weekend.  Don’t miss it.  Hasn’t been one since 1982.  Won’t be another until 2033.  What is it?  A total eclipse of a Supermoon.  And, this harvest moon will turn blood red.  See this grand show and … Continue reading

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OF SUPERMOONS, SCUPPERNONGS AND SUMMER

By Raji Singh There is a wonderful Supermoon for the end of August.  There will be another at the end of September. Predictions are it will be even grander. Here is a story about one from long ago and far … Continue reading

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THE FROG BROTHERS MEET TURT (REPOST)

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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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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VALENTINE, COME WITH ME TO THE KISSING TREE (REPOST)

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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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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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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ST. PATRICK’S DAY TALE– RRROSE HEATHER, A DAUGHTER OF OL’ IRE-LAND

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

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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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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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