Tag Archives: Shelva Fiction

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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No. 111: WHY BUY THE COW, WHEN YOU CAN RENT IT FROM EFRAIM EPHRAIM?

by Raji Singh      Fiction House’s internationally renowned and imitated business endeavor of the 1890’s, ‘Engage a Bovine’: It all started when my Russian immigrant Great Grandmother Shelva Fiction queried Captain Polly who was tightrope walking the clothesline as they … Continue reading

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No. 110: THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER IN A POTTER’S FIELD

 by Raji Sing Everyone knows the story of Johnny Hempseed. In the 18th Century, a high-minded Benjamin Franklin commissioned J. H. to sow hemp seed throughout the land to grow the fledgling nation’s cordage industry. The present day taxing bureaus … Continue reading

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No. 102: LABOR’S DAY

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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POST NO. 94: DRONE TATTOOS – AT LAST, THE INSCRIPTIONS TAKE FLIGHT

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. Now I … Continue reading

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No. 88: 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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No. 87: 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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