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LABOR’S DAY

by Mark Rogers (editor, Fiction House Publishing) Announcing our newest Fiction House labor:  the novel, Shelva Fiction, by Mark Rogers  (Available at Amazon.) I elude the Czar’s Cossacks and escape to a life of freedom, love, and adventure in America. … Continue reading

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THE GLUMS, PART II

By Raji Singh Feeling blue, part 2? This will lift your spirits! 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. … 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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FATHER’S DAY SCENTS AND SENSIBILITIES

by Raji Singh (A Favorite from our family’s past.  Happy Father’s Day!)   *    *    * PART I – FATHERS’ SENSIBILITIES I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my parents and my … Continue reading

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PETS ON MEMORIAL DAY

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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MOTHER’S DAY MAGIC

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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MAY DAY ON THE BAYOU IN POEM AND STORY

By Raji Singh To acknowledge the end of National Poetry Month and welcome May Day and Mothers, here is a poignant story of a mother’s lament *     *     * “Tis 1800, there ‘bouts, early morn. Today Thibidioux chil’ to be … Continue reading

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EYES OF A LIFETIME: A BAYOU POEM

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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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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NORTH TO CINCINNATI AND FREEDOM

By Raji Singh Last week: The realistic ante-bellum Underground Railroad journey of Kunta Kinder to free slaves. This week:  His surrealistic river rafting to freedom. *** One may wonder: When Turt’s not rollin’ down a Kentucky hill, strollin’ a parade, … Continue reading

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