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

Posted on June 29, 2014 by Raji Singh

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. 94: FATHER’S DAY SCENTS AND SENSIBILITIES

Posted on June 14, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh PART I – FATHERS’ SENSIBILITIES I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my parents and my realities strip away. I enter another world, one of imagining, surviving. Eventually new, … Continue reading →

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No. 93: HOW I GOT MY NEXT THOUSAND OR SO TATTOOS – TURT’S STORY (repost)

Posted on June 1, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh (editor-archivist, Fiction House Publishing) If my pet friend Turt, a giant land-sea creature, could write, this tale he would scribe…    I experienced unparalleled bliss as the kind ‘two-leg’ gently carved the very first tattoo into my shell.  … Continue reading →

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No. 91: THE TALE OF THE CREATURE WHO SAVED ME

Posted on May 28, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. I alone survive. I become an orphan foundling, taken … Continue reading →

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No. 90: PET TO HUMAN DEDICATION – WHY WE HAVE NATIONAL PET MONTH

Posted on May 27, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. I alone survive. I become an orphan foundling, taken … Continue reading →

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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. 87: THE BECKONING CALL OF THE PORTRAITS

Posted on May 17, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh  I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. A thousand minus one perish. I alone survive. I … 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. 84: EYES OF A LIFETIME, A BAYOU POEM

Posted on April 27, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh Farewell to April and another National Poetry Month. And Farewell to Lucius Abel.  That last day with him, his Mama relives every day. *     *      * All is dark. Just one thing she sees – her son’s … Continue reading →

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No. 83: THE TALE OF AN EASTER LILY AND A DESERT RESURRECTION IN POETRY AND PROSE

Posted on April 19, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh April is National Poetry Month. For humans it is a time for Easter, Passover, and various human (‘two-leg’) celebrations. Plant, bird, butterfly, and creature (the ‘four-legs’) celebrate, too. They call it Transformation: The Time of the Great … Continue reading →

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