Antoinette L Brey
Bio
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
Stories (230/0)
A Sense of Freedom
I first saw Boris Vallejo's artwork on the covers of the Fantasy books my boyfriend and I used to read. Being enthralled by his work, I went to the bookstore to find out more about him. I think it was in the 1980-s, before I had the internet. I bought one of his calendars. It was filled with drawings of strong muscular women warriors. Women who would stick up for themselves and fight back. The woman in these pictures gave me a sense of freedom.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Art
The Gift
The gift- years later after their familiarity had initiated, Susanne still remembered the gift. She had been invited to a Jazz Gala. A dance for all the members of her church. Her parents said they could not afford an outfit, and they would not be embarrassed.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Art
- Top Story - June 2023
Would I have met MonetTop Story - June 2023
What if I was born in the USA in the 1890's. Marriage would not have been a necessity, but it would have been expected. I would have taken French in the American schools. Art and writing hobbies for girls, would have been accepted. A trip to France -would have been seen as an educational venture. To broaden my perspective of the world. But when I chose to remain in Paris, my family would have shown some concern.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in History
All that Jazz
Every move you make to forge your own path is blocked. What is the role of a parent. To help your children to rise above. Both of my parents had secrets which they did not share with their friends. As a family I thought it was my duty not to share those secrets. The lies they were living. I was shocked when I moved to North Carolina to find people I didn't know, knew all about my dirty laundry. When I made friends, I kept them miles from my family. The few times I brought friends to their house, I learned that my job would not be mentioned, but the roaches in my apartment would be. The new dress I had bought with my earned money, would be qualified with a mention of the sneakers they bought me. I learned that I had to create a network of friends away from my family. Which is really the way it should be anyway. Children are supposed to have a support system separate from their family.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Men
The silent woman
She was sitting alone. She was so pretty, with her unmade up face, and long brown hair. So natural, so lady like. Looking at my drawing, I expected a voice like silk. I watched her wondering if my impression of her voice was correct. When she opened her eyes I saw they were a sparkling blue. Reviewing my drawing I felt proud that I had captured her personality in my portrayal. but then I wondered, had I? When has someone appearance successfully portrayed their inner self.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Art
The seas of sky
Anna looked up at the sky. She always wanted to swim in it. Her mother had always warned her not to wish for that. Each color was composed of a different chemical. The stars cast a silver glow over the whole planet. The red streaks transmitted heat, She would be graduating from the training program soon. She would have three wishes, she knew it would be dangerous to just nakedly swim in the sky, but she could wish to work in the sky research area. For a while the land had been extremely cold. Then one day it got warm again. The scientist had added red patches to the sky. No one mentioned the change, but Anna took daily photos , and she noticed. The patch had just appeared to be randomly tossed in, but she noticed.
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Art
A ghost
The bank was locked. I saw motionless people inside. Suddenly a heavy bag broke the glass door. A heavyset faceless man crashed through. I stood like a statue. He ran to an awaiting Audi. I could see the young female pretty driver. I'd seen her before. Why would a bank robber be driving an Audi?
By Antoinette L Brey11 months ago in Fiction
Beyond Possibility
Anna looked around for the bird. It kept cawing, but it seemed to be hidden from her view. She caught her breath, she kept imagining that her ex-boyfriend would set the invisible birds upon her. She had kicked him out of the house. He had been sleeping through work, and dealing coke. He had screamed at her 'That he was a very important person. Too important to be discarded". She had laughed. "Important to who?" But with the dreams and her surroundings, she was wondering who he was important to. Was he really too importent to get on the bad side of.
By Antoinette L Brey12 months ago in Fiction