by Shelly Reuben on November 18th

I recently finished writing a novel. It is an arson mystery called DOE EYES, and I like it a lot. ..

by Shelly Reuben on November 11th

When I was but a lass and my family got together at Thanksgiving, I was always surprised that before we ..

by Shelly Reuben on November 4th

I started thinking about kids and drugs and parents and teen suicides and all manner of depressing statistics that characterize ..

by Shelly Reuben on October 28th

Last night, I was hunched over Charlotte Brontë’s novel Jane Eyre, enjoying the pleasant feel of the heavy tome on ..

by Shelly Reuben on October 21st

She crept through the tall grass, as silent as the falling of a feather. Far off in the distance shone ..

by Shelly Reuben on October 17th

Although time and again, we have been told that Halloween originated as a Celtic religious celebration, we respectfully poo poo ..

by Shelly Reuben on October 7th

I was thinking and thinking and thinking about what to write in honor of autumn, and then I realized that ..

by Shelly Reuben on September 30th

I have been crying all week. It started when I was searching through movie options on TV, and suddenly came ..

by Shelly Reuben on September 23rd

Here is a small enchantment I wrote years ago, that I hope will put a smile on your face. The ..

by Shelly Reuben on September 16th

All of the houses on Poplar Road are large, were built in the late 1800s to early 1900s, and are ..