Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux
Bio
Alice Donenfeld, entertainment attorney, TV producer, international TV distributor, former VP Marvel Comics & Executive VP of Filmation Studios. Now retired, three published novels on Amazon, and runs Baja Wordsmiths creative writing group.
Stories (25/0)
The Grooming Of Humanity
Artificial Intelligence has become the catch-phrase of the day. The questions of it's value are taking over the world. It is a menace to humanity? This is the question that has recently come to the fore with the buzz about Artificial Intelligence, otherwise referred to as A.I..
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux12 months ago in Futurism
Abandonati
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." I couldn't help myself, I had to go over and look within. There was one old man, sitting in a rotting armchair, his long beard blending into longer hair curling down his back. It was white, except for the dark orange and brown part around his mouth, dyed by spittle from the tobacco he chewed and spat into a spitoon by his chair. The rustic wood around the spitoon dyed a darker brown by globules missing the rim.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Horror
The Mustang Saloon
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." The candle was mine; I was finally visiting the cabin I inherited from my grandmother. The last time I was there, it had not been a time of pleasure. This night I was there with my daughter and Jake, my 22-year-old grandson. We were to decide: keep the place or stage it for an agent’s caravan and put it up for sale.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Fiction
The Abandonati
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." I couldn't help myself, I had to go over and look within. There was one old man, sitting in a rotting armchair, his long beard blending into longer hair curling down his back. It was white, except for the dark orange and brown part around his mouth, dyed by spittle from the tobacco he chewed and spat into a spitoon by his chair. The rustic wood around the spitoon dyed a darker brown by globules missing the rim.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Horror
Nuclear Animation
Big mistake. Today I decided to go through my notebooks. Sounds innocuous, but as a writer, they are more than plentiful. I always loved to write, but business took me all over the world, conventions to license broadcast and licensing rights to Marvel Superheroes, Filmation Masters of the Universe and later, documentaries and outdoor programming.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Geeks
Death Dreams
When I was a wee girl, I was the last in a blended family of six kids, the youngest by twelve years. I was born in 1938, a time of infamy. Hitler was rattling sabers in Europe, about to invade Poland, and everyone who paid attention knew the world was in for a major bloodbath.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Longevity
Horton Forbes Tompkins
Horton Forbes Tompkins - Grandpa When I was a little kid in the early years of the 1940s, my favorite thing in the entire world was trailing along after my Grandpa like a puppy. Much to the chagrin of my mother and grandmother, all I wanted was go with him on his mysterious trips into the verdant and dense forests that since gave way to the I-95, spanning the East Coast from Florida to Boston.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Families
Annie McGuinnis
Mamaroneck is a small town just twenty-two miles and one hundred years outside of New York City. In those far away days when I was born, it was just one step away from sleepy country. Mom pushed me out into the world just in time for the strange year at the beginning of World War II. I arrived with Superman as the Germans annexed Austria, anti-Jewish riots were in Poland and Howard Hughes had flown around the world in 91 hours. It was a time of great endeavor and pitiless infamy. The world was confused as to whether it would move towards a finer civilization based on science, humanity, empathy, and achievement or revert to the basest and most vicious manifestations of man’s nature. Much like it is today.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux2 years ago in Families
The Drunken Silver Poodle
The Drunken Poodle When I was a kid, I always wanted to have a dog. My family was not understanding. In those long ago days, dogs were dispensable. We had several dogs over the years but none lasted very long. The family didn’t figure out that you had to train a dog not to do their business in the house, and other social skills to make them compatible members of the family. A cocker spaniel disappeared suddenly, then two dachshunds, George and Gracie, were gone one morning when I went looking for them. Now, I shudder to think how my mother disposed of them, probably at one of those old fashioned kill shelters.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux3 years ago in Petlife
Eating Around The World
For almost thirty years I was a globe trotter. My job was licensing cartoons and documentaries for broadcast on global government and private stations in close to one hundred countries and overseeing product licensing of the comic characters in the USA and countries where the programs were broadcast. I was the first American woman to have this position and was Vice President of Marvel Comics and later Executive Vice President of Filmation Studios. A few of the characters I represented are still famous today, such as Spiderman, Captain America, Hulk, Ironman, The Fantastic Four, Silver Surfer, He-Man, She-Ra, and Fat Albert..
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux3 years ago in Wander
