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 ..

by Shelly Reuben on September 9th

There were times when an attorney would hire Charles G. King Associates to determine the origin and cause of a ..

by Shelly Reuben on September 2nd

At times, an incident is so ridiculous that even when someone has been injured, it is hard to work up ..

by Shelly Reuben on August 26th

Sally Dancer (all names changed) was a student in Boston studying to be a medical doctor. There were three things ..