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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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Tuesday, December 17, 2024
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Cozey Serial
Sunday, July 21, 2024
It’s not really the studies that bothers me. It’s the fact that I’ve heard high school is a social jungle
Cozey Serial
Sunday, July 21, 2024
Did I do something wrong during bagels and iced coffee earlier? Use the wrong word, eat too quickly?
Cozey Serial
Sunday, July 21, 2024
“Dahlia,” Temmy says carefully. “Do you think a fourteen-year-old should be wearing browns and grays all the time?”
Cozey Serial
Sunday, July 21, 2024
I look up, up, up, where the white stone meets the blue sky. Hashem, I think, please let it all be easier. High school, classes, teachers
Serial
Tuesday, July 16, 2024
What was up with Ayala’s negativity? She literally sounded like she didn’t even like her husband of one month
Serial
Tuesday, July 09, 2024
The more she spoke, the quieter Dovid got, until she could hear the clink of his mug on the table between sentences
Serial
Tuesday, July 02, 2024
They cracked up. This is how drives were supposed to be — hyper and laughing about everything and absolutely nothing
Tempo: Second Guessing
Tuesday, June 25, 2024
“Why am I the only 17-year-old in the history of the world who has to work for their own spending money?”
Serial
Tuesday, June 18, 2024
A voice that sounded suspiciously like her kallah teacher’s hissed in her ear, “Smile! That’s your new husband. Smile!”