...because what would be new? 😂
My only sister is five years younger than I am. We played Barbies ALL THE TIME. But, it was more than that. Because we played, "Dolls of our Lives."
Cue the music.
That's right, readers.
We grew up on Kim and Shane. Patch and Kayla. Bo and Hope. And BY GOD, our Barbies would go through the same shit, if not worse.
Sis liked to hang hers by their limbs in mortal danger. They always had a broken something or other. I was about the drama.
You did what? When? With who?
I like to think I sharpened my storytelling teeth on those poor dolls who didn't stand a rat's ass chance of finding happiness.
Until I let them.
Oh...the POWAH! 🗲🗲🗲
But my favorite soap duo...ever...was Mason and Mary from "Santa Barbara."
Mason was a horrible lawyer with no scruples whatsoever.
Mary was a nun.
A. Fucking. Nun.
👏👏👏
Mason was absolutely corruptingly delicious. This man was toxic with a capital "T", but he fell for Mary and exposed his softer side.
I would record their dialogue on cassette only to listen to it again and again. The cadence. The banter. I strive for this perfection in my scenes. Dialogue, to me, is foreplay. It sets the tone between characters in a most important way. Words spoken are completely telling.
Couple things: I played Barbie's until I was twelve. Maybe older. It's all kind of blurry. We actually sat them down for a group photo once. Wish I still had it.
If you don't know what a cassette is, Google it. 😑
It's important you know where you came from. 💖
Always writing*
...working on OOS scenes today...OKC Thunder later
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