First Steps: Barbie

 I never thought myself a writer. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought it would be something I would be interested in. However, I did have a large imagination. 

Growing up in a middle class home, in a middle class neighborhood, I had what I needed and sometimes more. I was definitely a spoiled child, the little miracle my mom once told me. I grew up with an imagination so big it was sometimes weird. Sometimes my imagination was so big that the other kids rarely played with me because I wanted to do so many imaginary things! I didn't have many friends, but I had my Barbies and I was fine with that. 

My grandmother would always give me Barbies. I had a large trash bag filled with Barbies. I would take the Barbies and create little 'plays' with music. 

I never truly realized until much later that those Barbies helped me bring about my insane imagination in such a way, that it would help me put pencil to paper. 

Sometimes writing does not start as writing, sometimes it begins with dolls in your hands. 


Location: Portland, TN 37148, USA

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