by Shelly Reuben on August 1st

Imagine this: You are a child. You are bedazzled by brightly painted high-stepping horses with long flowing manes, bejeweled ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 28th

Editor’s Note: The fol- lowing column originally appeared in the May 29, 2008 edition of The Evening Sun. Because I live ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 2nd

I think I was … um … mumble mumble years old before I realized that not everybody reads every single ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 4th

I was going to a funeral service last Saturday when I started to think about my life as a secret ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 14th

Jeff Genung allowed me to fulfill a dream. Before I met him, I had published books. I had married the man ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 8th

I have always thought of stores as celebrities, and their owners as the lead actors in fascinating plays. We don’t ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 14th

I did not come from a family of storytellers. Although my father was inventive, poetic, adorable, and loving he was ..

by Shelly Reuben on January 3rd

A friend of mine related these incidents. Then she swore me to silence with regard to names, dates, and places. ..

by Shelly Reuben on December 6th

I do terrible things to my secretaries. I snap at them “Stand up straight! You look like an old woman.” ..

by Shelly Reuben on November 15th

Hurricanes do terrible things. And wonderful things. We know about the bad stuff. Floods. Electrical failure. Destruction. Homelessness. And, of ..