Wednesday, May 13, 2015

ZAGGAVILLE: SPOTLIGHT on Caribbean American Author, BELLE ANTO...

ZAGGAVILLE: SPOTLIGHT on Caribbean American Author, BELLE ANTO...: It is with great pleasure that we shine the spotlight on this young, Caribbean American author, Belle Antoinette .  Her new novel, REMAINS ...

Thursday, July 17, 2014

I published a book!

So I have to admit I never expected to finish writing a book let alone publish one.
I’ve written plenty of short screenplays and poetry but I was far to self conscious to share most of it publicly. My poetry was very personal and admittedly a bit depressing. As for my screenplays they were for school and the characters weren’t really characters I connected to.
Writing a full length fiction novel was different for me. I got to create my own universe with my own rules. I got to make and solve conflicts on my terms and create complex characters that I cared about.
I’m still anxious and worried that it won’t be well received but I don’t regret it. Besides we all have to step out of comfort zones eventually.
Anyway here's the book cover and a synopsis



"WHAT KIND OF MONSTER ARE YOU?"


Most believe supernatural beings to only exist in fairy tales. For Victoria Wesley, a hot-headed teenage witch with a chip on her shoulder, the supernatural world is all too real.
Four years ago her parents were slaughtered for inexplicable reasons. As the sole survivor of her family, Victoria sets out to bring their killers to justice. In her determination to find out who was responsible she meets a group of young witches and a mysterious vampire named Adrien who make her question everything she thought she knew.
The world of the supernatural is far more complicated and dangerous than she ever realized. When ulterior motives are revealed knowing who to trust proves to be the hardest decision she’s ever made. When the lines between right and wrong are blurred Victoria has to figure out how far you can go before you become one of the bad guys.
Will Victoria be able to get what she wants without losing sight of who she is? Will she make it out of this alive?
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You can purchase the book and read a free excerpt on http://belleantoinette.com/

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Why you so obsessed with me?

So I do this thing where I'll obsess over something for a month or so, get bored, and then obsess over something else. At the moment I want... no need a good pair of riding boots. The problem is I have small calves because Im naturally thin ( Im talking Zoe Saldana, Kirsten Stuart, thin) so my options are limited. I need a 13 inch opening and most boots are 15 or 16inch and I want it to be a good boot that will last for years to come. Anyway there is only one I have found that fits that description but it costs an obnoxious amount of money.

The Frye Lindsay plate boot








Life is unfair LOL. 

Sunday, July 8, 2012

If music be the food of love, play on

Music has literally saved my life so many times. There is nothing like finding a song that you relate to and getting lost in the lyrics. Here's some of my favorites at the moment.


Firewood by Regina Spektor
"You'll take the clock off of your wall and you'll wish that it was lying"


Transatlanticism by Deathcab for Cutie
"The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how"

Only if for a night by Florence and the Machine
"and although I was burning, you're the only light"




Friday, June 22, 2012

Handstands





I could water the desert with the amount of tears I've shed for you
Bet I could have found a cure for cancer if I had refocused all that energy
But you were an ever hungry leech
Always unsatisfied and sucking the life out of me
So I left your painful embrace in search of happiness
But I found that your torture became my foundation
So I just crumbled everytime I made the decision to leave
What do I do now that we are permanently seperated
Stop the whole world from spinning?
Travel all the way back to the beginning?
Then maybe fight for everything that I know you believed in
Because I know now there were things that should have been said
Should have pulled those thoughts from our heads
Problem is I cannot change these things
Your short existance has come to an end and even though it was significant
The water keeps flowing and the world keeps on spinning
So I have to attempt to comprehend all our short comings
All your flaws that I never noticed before
They are ugly, yet they still fit perfectly with mine
All the misteps that we made are still footprints side by side
All the stars we gazed upon, they're still perfectly aligned
And I feel so small sometimes without you finishing my sentences
But I know it's not as hopeless as it seems
The melancholy tends to be relentless
But I cant fret over broken dreams
I have to let go now and I know you understand
So if your looking for me ill be right here waiting
In the grave yard of our love
doing handstands

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Hold



What a hold
In life and after
After such a tragic storm
You're still here
My perfect disaster
What a hold
To make me stop living
Even though I am breathing
To fade away colors
That were once so bold
To turn our warmest memories
Into something dead and cold
what a hold you must have
what a hold