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Chelas Montanye
Bio
I’m an advocate for education and equal health care. I love satire. I love to express myself through art and writing. Social issues fascinate and astound me. Co-founder of Art of Recycle.
Stories (25/0)
How To Find The Best Creative Writing Teachers
I’m sharing with you my thoughts about how I feel, when it comes to seeking out an online stranger’s help to teach us how to pour emotions on to paper. This article is not about insulting your intelligence, but creative writing isn’t about writing fantasy novels with flair, or romantic settings where lovers dare, to seek sweet forbidden fruits in the shadow of castles ruins. If you are looking for classes on how to “creatively” write, then a few courses of English Gen Ed at your local public college is a very realistic way of learning how to properly write. The desperation in the voices of countless people, begging for information on where to find the most skilled masters of creative writing, shows us how our society has failed us in many ways. Creative writing won’t make you a writer, and it is not the key to unlocking some supposed mystery of understanding how to captivate a worldwide audience. Stop throwing your money at this false hope.
By Chelas Montanye7 days ago in Writers
E.S.P.Y.
A small man follows a worn path on the beach. The wooden walkway is laid firmly into the sand, close to the ocean water. A wave laps up over the warped and weathered planks and sprays salt onto his black leather shoes. He stops briefly to hike up the pant legs of his suit and continues on, walking towards the restaurant at the end of the trail.
By Chelas Montanye7 days ago in Fiction
The Sweet Gift
Briiiiiing, riiiinng, Briiing, riiing. A bicycle bell rang out quietly in the distance. Elena was walking along the dead street, back to her rented bungalow. Her bright yellow dress twirling as she danced along the dirt road, holding her white billowy sunhat in its place. She was heady with her new experiences in Michoacán, and a little intoxicated. This heavenly vacation had been on her bucket list, and she was more than elated to be here.
By Chelas Montanye8 days ago in Fiction
The Rise of Munchausen Syndrome
Experiences within the United States Healthcare System vary from person to person, depending on circumstances and severity of a person’s illness. Bias according to race and gender is cautiously monitored and is not considered a factor when treating a patient within the medical system, thanks to HIPPA laws that were enacted in the US in 1996.
By Chelas Montanye9 days ago in Psyche
Wisteria’s End
“Jessica!” A voice called out, sounding like an echo in the distance. Jessica was lost in thought, staring out the window at the clouds of red powdered clay churned up by the storm. Her arm was stretched forward with her fingertips resting on the surface of the glass. There was zero visibility outside of the protected structure she was in, yet her eyes appeared focused on something.
By Chelas Montanye28 days ago in Fiction
A.G.N.E.S.
Her tiny frame was balanced precisely on the edge of the diving board as she looked down at the surface of the ocean. She appeared to be mesmerized by the slow and gentle waves of water that were passing far beneath her, before they slapped against the floating platform. She looked like a fragile child that should be playing in a plastic pool while her parents watched over her. The shimmery, sleek pink swimming gear and oversized flippers added to the adoration. She left people holding their breath, wondering where her arm floaties went missing.
By Chelas Montanye10 months ago in Fiction
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