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LABOR’S DAY

by Raji Singh (editor, Fiction House Publishing) Happy Labor Day!  In honor of the laborers. A favorite post from the Fiction House Archives. *      *     * “…he died at age 52,” reports the network anchor, breaking the news of the … Continue reading

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MOTHER’S DAY MAGIC

by Raji Singh In honor of our mothers, from the archives of The Fiction House… I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near … Continue reading

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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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OLYMPIC GLORY: GOING FOR THE PYRITE

  by Raji Singh Here is our traditional Olympic Tale, “Go, Shelva! Go!” A curious letter to the editor appeared in the Moscow Times-Oppressor on May 1, 1895 under this banner headline: ‘BRAMBLE SURFING FOR SUMMER AND FUTURE OLYMPIC WINTER … 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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No. 102: LABOR’S DAY (REPOST)

by Raji Singh (editor, Fiction House Publishing) “…he died at age 52,” reports the network anchor, breaking the news of the death of….“A successful business person, he was known to proudly brag of working 16 hours a day, usually 6 … Continue reading

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OLYMPIC GLORY: GOING FOR THE PYRITE

by Raji Singh Olympics in the news: China wins another bid… Boston pulls out of hosting… Rio’s environment… But most importantly, America’s Special Olympics…Kuddos to all the wonderful participants. Here’s a larkish tale about one of the first modern era … 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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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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