Shelly Reuben 's Stories

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 ..

It’s pretty easy to tell when I’m working on a book, because I become happily obsessed with words. They circle ..

Had she been given a choice, Mabel the Cow would have preferred a different name. In her heart of hearts, ..

Once upon a time, there was a little, mischievous elf. His hair was sliver-blond, his eyes were silver-blue and his ..

The sentiments I expressed years ago in this column are just as relevant today. So, please, put your digital ..

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

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

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

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

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

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