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Ariella Schiller

Ariella Schiller

Ariella Schiller lives with her family in Jerusalem, where she’ll dabble in almost anything involving words.
She works as a proofreader by day, novelist by night, and occasionally sleeps.

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Second Guessing: Responses
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
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Out of Step
Tuesday, March 10, 2020
I feel like the veil that usually muffles my tefillos has been thrown back, and it’s just me standing before Hashem
Out of Step
Wednesday, March 04, 2020
Mommy looks at me, but says nothing. I shrug and keep reading until my name is called
Out of Step
Wednesday, February 26, 2020
I speak only because no one else does. “Um, Naftoli? What do you mean, you’re ‘not going’?"
Out of Step
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Tears spring to my eyes as I watch the storm in stunned silence. Even the snow gets to dance
Out of Step
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
I know what she’s thinking: I’m strong until someone takes away my ballet shoes. Then I just become unbearable
Out of Step
Wednesday, February 05, 2020
"I’m sorry I didn’t notice. And I’m sorry you’ve felt so alone in all of this”
Out of Step
Wednesday, January 29, 2020
“Bella, I’m sorry you got hurt, but that doesn’t give you the right to hurt other people”
Out of Step
Wednesday, January 22, 2020
Naftoli’s eyes are hard, he looks angrier than I’ve ever seen him, and I’m kind of scared to move
Out of Step
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
"I’m the best.” She lowers her eyes. “I was the best. All behind me now, I guess"
Out of Step
Wednesday, January 08, 2020
“Really? If I cheated on something, you wouldn’t be friends with me anymore? Nine years of friendship, gone, poof?”
Out of Step
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
“So, am I dying?” I ask the doctor after I’m lying safely on a bed