Imaginary Friends


First a note about the creepiness for Friday this week – I’ve decided to pen a poem about death for the post. Death in the vein of Halloween kind of thing.

Now onward to today’s post —-

Did you have imaginary friends when you were younger?Ā 

I did. And I still do to a certain extent. Now before anyone wants to call for an intervention let me explain.

When I was a kid my imaginary friends could do fantastic things like: control the elements, fly, read minds, open doorways to other realms, talk to the trees and of course they’d take me with them on those voyages and adventures.

Now those imaginary friends have turned into the characters in the stories that I write. The switch was seamless and I had no idea that it was happening. I’m not sure at what age it happened either.

Maybe the change was a kind of life magic and it’s supposed to happen without notice so that there is no grieving process to go through when they disappear.

My friends now appear as characters in the books I’m writing. Not all the characters were the once imaginary friends of my youth. The villains are new. I mean I’ve played in the shadows my whole life but I was never friends with bad guys/girls.

The characters that have become the antagonists in the books are related to experiences in my life. Experiences with people that I’m thankful are no longer in my life, except for the big-bad-uglies that are needed to give the protagonist something to destroy/eliminate/arrest/send into the deepest chasms of the earth/you get the idea.

Thankful too that I have a vivid imagination in which to play – makes writing more fun when I can close my eyes and see the worlds that my characters live in. Of course that imagination of mine has helped to scare the sleep out of me at times, but that’s another story. šŸ˜‰

So what about you, where have your imaginary friends gone to live? Or are they still alive and well inside of you? Ā šŸ™‚

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4 thoughts on “Imaginary Friends

    • “Beam me up Scotty” – Star Trek was one of the best science fiction shows out there. Awesome adventures in brides maids dresses.
      I had a set of Star Trek walkie talkies – quite a while ago – too bad they didn’t survive. Too many crash landings I think. lol.

  1. I never had imaginary friends, but I always played make-believe. As an only child, it was my only choice, haha. And like you, I think my imagination segued from make-believe into writing stories. I never thought of it as a natural transition before, but perhaps you’re right. I like thinking of it that way, anyhow.

    • I had siblings growing up but my ‘friends’ were so much cooler to hang out with. šŸ™‚ But the siblings were great to share chores.

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