by Shelly Reuben on March 31st

I don’t know what propelled me to think about the mechanisms of job hunting, but here I am, wallowing in ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 24th

This isn’t about my sister Selma. It isn’t even really about eavesdropping on Selma and her friend Ellen. It’s about girls and ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 17th

Over time, questions have arisen among local historians about where the so-called “Susquehanna Artist” had been living when the President ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 10th

Elizabeth Fox was one of those English teachers who knew the names and personalities of all her students. She did ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 3rd

When I was filling a paper cup with coffee at a food mart the other day, a portly man sauntered ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 24th

An unpredictable set of circumstances brought me from the Midwest to a confrontation with a failed actress in a tenement ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 17th

Even before he murdered my beautiful, beautiful daughter, I was afraid for Echo’s life. She was kind and sensitive and illuminated ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 10th

My name is Chester McBride. I taught literature at a community college for twenty-six years. In the course of my career, I ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 3rd

From the day that Frances met Will -- the same day they became partners – it was, for her, as ..

by Shelly Reuben on January 27th

My name is Celeste Ballantine. I am an actress and an educator, and my life has always been about appearance. I ..