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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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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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USE YOUR IMAGINATION TO FIND YOUR PASSION

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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IMAGINE…DREAMING AS A KING, INSPIRING AS A GANDHI, UNITING AS A MANDELA (or simply – using laughter to lighten another’s load)

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 orphan foundling, taken in by new loving parents Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  … Continue reading

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No. 164: THE GLUMS – PART II

By Raji Singh Here’s an 1820’s tale about my great-great-grandfather, the Carper. (An excerpt from Tales of the Fiction House) *    *    * Mariner spins and spins for Carper. Next tale, “Pharaoh’s daughter, the beautiful Princess, she discovers … Continue reading

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#163: 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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FATHER’S DAY SCENTS AND SENSIBILITIES

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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A DESSERT RECIPE- FOR DELIGHTFUL BOUDOIR RESULTS

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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THE BECKONING CALL OF THE PORTRAITS

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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