I remember the first time I fell in love. It was sunny and I was sixteen years old and we were holding hands and I thought, “She’s the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
It didn’t work out. Although my definition of “love” has evolved tremendously since then, it doesn’t mean that what was felt then wasn’t valid. Everyone has the right to feel their own sense of love no matter how corny or stupid it sounds, and every love story deserves to be told.
One day, someone offered me money to write a love story for her and her partner. She wanted it to be short, sweet and full of meaning – she said I was the perfect person for the job as I love to write short stories. I certainly needed the money, so I gladly took on the project.
That’s how my idea of the “hundred word love story” came about. Instead of just busking around the city and offering my writing services to people roaming the streets, I thought I’d offer my services to the world.