I think so!
Today I was thinking, how does me playing with Barbie dolls back in the day help to shape my writing? How is that possible? I kid you not, the answer hit me like a pile of broken Barbie legs and cars.
Barbies have taught me how to use my imagination at the drop of a hat, how to create flash stories and how to connect with friends.
I am now in my 30s(gulp!) and these principles remain with me as I write.
Barbie Doll Playing Incites the Imagination
With all these plastic people, I had to come up with something!
Along with books, my parents bought me and my sisters Barbie dolls, and so we would set up the doll house, clear our small room and the entire place was hooked up, lit up with the Barbie swimming pool with real water.
Then one Christmas, we received that beautiful, hot as heck pink Barbie Corvette and then…
“What’s the story for today?” Um, Totally Hair meets Black Ken, or, Fashion Barbie will finally let her hair down and ride in the Corvette…without a chauffer….
I tell ya, the memories I am having right now, of the thousands of stories each Barbie doll brought out of my imagination- makes me nostalgic to a high degree.
You see, I didn’t need pen and paper. I had the fake people to use.
Playing Barbies Was My First Flash Story Lesson
I love writing at the drop of a hat.
When my parents had company over(adults fun time, I guess), it was time to go upstairs.
What to do now?
I had the Nintendo and Sega Genesis, but after a while I got tired of using controls to control something on a screen.
I wanted to brush hair, and create little Barbie sitcoms.
Looking around my room, I’d switch on more light and grab the Barbies, the large house and this time, even the My Little Pony land with the ponies!
Quick, as lightning I created a plot in my mind and would have the Barbies interact with one another. Sometimes, I even ran a series, like a soap opera.
Sadly, after a while, a couple of friends and girl cousins thought I was losing it. We were young too, like maybe ten or eleven- I could have been eleven going on twelve though; and I guess playing with Barbies was suddenly too childish for them to do anymore.
That was my first taste of what loving what I do could possibly make someone ostracize themselves from me.
You learn as a writer, to have tough skin.
Doesn’t lessen the pain though…
Through Barbie I Learned How to Network
On a really bright side, I met others like me!
Besides my sister, I’ve met friends who had more of a love of Barbie playing than even me!
We formed instant friendships and one of my old friends had a Barbie land. A freakin’ Barbie land set up in her home!
She had what seemed like dozens of Barbie dolls. I was in heaven! Plastic heaven!
We would collaborate, bring our stories together and made sure to let our parents know that we must meet again soon to continue this.
Imagination. Flash Story Creation. Networking.
It should, this is what we do here as bloggers who tell stories. At first, I thought it would be a bit of a stretch to mention how Barbie helped me to be a blogger/ writer but playing with toys and using your imagination are tools- FREE tools, which helps build the creative muscle.
In fact, using your imagination is what aids in creating worlds and characters in the first place.
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What experiences in your past may have shaped you as writer?
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