Tag Archives: Lindian Woods

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 →

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

Posted on June 22, 2014 by Raji Singh

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

Posted on March 14, 2014 by Raji Singh

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

Posted on February 14, 2014 by Raji Singh

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

Posted on February 2, 2014 by Raji Singh

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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No. 66: YOU WILL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT, RAJI – A LINDIAN CHRISTMAS STORY

Posted on December 20, 2013 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh Just like the bespectacled Ralphie in the movie A Christmas Story, as an eight year old I yearned for a Red Rider BB gun.  Growing up in Cincinnati’s Lindian community – not big meat eaters or hunters … Continue reading →

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