My Formative Years (aka: the origin of the Mayhem)

Anyone who knows me at all – like, if you meet me for the first time, you will probably find this out within five minutes – knows that I adore horses and unicorns. Always have. In fact, horses were the center of my beginning as a storyteller.

Before I even knew that “writer” was a possible profession, I loved making up my own stories and acting them out. I rarely shared these stories, though. Instead, I used my collection of various horse and pony figures to give my stories life.

My family, most notably my mother, made sure that I had plenty of horse and pony toys to play with. Every Christmas and birthday I would receive at least one horse/pony. I also had a small collection of She-Ra action figures who would handle any human element in my stories.

Here are some of the figures I had as a kid (I think I had more, but I can’t remember them all):

This was my King of Horses, one of my first Breyer Horses. I named him Skydancer and he was the leader of my little herd.

This was Skydancer’s wife. In her previous life she was known as the Fashion Star Filly, Chloe. I do not remember what I named her (definitely was not Chloe), but she was a totally awesome Queen of Horses.

This was another Fashion Star Filly, originally named Janel, but, I’m pretty sure I renamed her Cecily, or something like that. She was the Queen’s sister and “married” to the stallion below.

Apparently, this Breyer Horse is pretty rare and now quite expensive. In any case, I named him Morgan. At some point early on in my ownership of him, one of his ears got broken. It was sort of his signature look after that. 

I have no idea what I named this fella, but I remember the color of his hide always reminded me of mozzarella in spaghetti sauce (I was weird, what can I say?)

Whatever the horse above was named, he was married to this gorgeous girl, Roxanne. Breyer named her Lady Roxanna, but I liked Roxanne better. This is the one horse figure I still own. She actually sits on my altar. I used to move her around during stories by her tail, holding it like the arm of a teapot.

Like every little girl in the 80s, I had my share of My Little Ponies (plus I adored the show and feature films). I know I had a ton of them, but I honestly don’t remember which all they were. Here are a few I DO recall (they were also incorporated into the herd):

 This one is apparently called Fancy Flower. I believe I had a couple of these slimmer, long-legged G1 My Little Ponies, but I can’t remember which ones I had.

I’m not sure if this is the exact one I had, but I recall having one with super curly hair. And this one looks faintly familiar.


I’m pretty sure I only had one of the Sea Ponies – the blue one with the ducky ring.

 

These were the baby My Little Ponies I owned. I think they were supposed to be the babies of Skydancer and his queen. Have no idea what I named them but I always thought they were super cute (don’t bother asking why these weren’t the babies of my actual My Little Ponies, I told you, I was super weird).

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here are a couple of Breyer Horses that were added to my collection when I was older and not as in to playing with them:


 

 

 

 

 

And lastly, I had three action figures from the She-Ra franchise. I also had a costume set that included a shield, sword, mask, and arm bands. Yeah, I was soooo cool.

She-Ra herself, of course.

Frosta


And Peekablue, plus I had her horse Crystal Moonbeam (renamed and incorporated into the herd, naturally)


So, now you know I had super-awesome taste in toys and that I liked to tell stories way before I even realized people did that for a living.

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