Shelly Reuben 's Recent Stories

The Martindale property was 25 acres of farmland with a pretty three-story residence on a grassy knoll overlooking hills, hedgerows, ..

“...the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets.” Charles Dickens. 1812 - 1870 I was at ..

“The scientist … shows his intelligence, if any, by his ability to discriminate between the important and the negligible.” Hans ..

After I endured a cacophony of thwacks and thumps upon my back, my chiropractor ended our session wth a rat-a-tat-tat ..

Here comes a year, bran spanking new To greet, clear-eyed and strong. (OR NOT.) To face whatever may ensue, Intent to do no wrong. (WISHFUL ..

If I hadn’t been so busy reading every book I could get my hands when I was in high school, ..

In my never-ending quest to divorce myself from reality – at least at night, after I’ve wrapped up my work ..

Alain de Botton, a British author I had never heard of before this morning, said, “To become a proper writer, ..

You poor lost souls, I weep with you for all you’ve not received In terms of credit, wealth and fame ... ..

University professors sometimes invite scholars to teach as “Guest Lecturers” in their class. Today, I am going to take advantage ..

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