Tag Archives: Mariner

Post No. 162: THE GLUMS

By Raji Singh Here’s an 1820’s tale about my great-great-grandfather, The Carper.  (An excerpt from Tales of the Fiction House) *   *   *   THE GLUMS – is what the Mariner sees in Carper when he stops his story. Crinkly lines … Continue reading

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Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

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. 115: THIS COULD BE THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP.

by Raji Singh LAST WEEK: Benjamin Franklin strolls the woods near Paris. He’s taking a break – from his duties as emissary of the united American colonies to France – of trying to finagle francs from the aristocracy to finance … Continue reading

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No. 114: BENJAMIN FRANKLIN HAPPENS UPON JUICE-de-STUMPE AND THE WORLD IS FOREVER CHANGED

by Raji Singh My orphaned foundling great-great grandfather, James Thaddeus ‘Blackjack’ Fiction, was taken in and raised by a scraggly ancient mariner. ‘Mariner’ himself was an orphan. He relayed many-a-tale to Blackjack. They’ve been passed through the generations. Here is … Continue reading

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No. 113: THE ART AND HISTORY OF BREWING STUMP JUICE – FROM THE PHONECIANS AND THE ANCIENT MARINER, ONTO THE SILK ROAD, THEN TO BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

by Raji Singh I brew up stump juice with the passion of an oenologist. That’s a fancy-schmanzy name for a winemaker. As with the nectar of the vine, there are endless styles and varieties of the juice-de- stumpe. To make … Continue reading

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CINCINNATI’S FIRST INDEPENDENCE DAY PARADE– A Whimsical Tale.

by Raji Singh  Welcome to our annual 4th of July parade from  Tales of the Fiction House. Have a wonderful holiday! Cincinatti, July 4, 1826 The Cincinnati wharf-shack sways in a light breeze. Close your eyes, you’ll think you’re drifting … Continue reading

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No. 67 Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

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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