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 ..

by Shelly Reuben on January 20th

In 1729, forty-seven years before the Founding Fathers signed the Declaration of Independence, Jonathan Swift – the same Swift who ..

by Shelly Reuben on January 13th

David Copperfield makes me cry. This has happened twice. Over 25 years ago, I was writing a novel about the mayor ..

by Shelly Reuben on January 6th

Hello. My name is Archibald Cherish. And therein lies a story. It began, I suppose, as all stories do, on ..

by Shelly Reuben on December 30th

This is a tale about a man who did things to time that were more or less impossible, but nonetheless ..

by Shelly Reuben on December 23rd

I have this pair of mittens (Well, in actual fact, it’s four) That I’ve received as gifts so far And soon, I’ll get ..