The first kiss

Imagine that you're in high school and it's the perfect Halloween night. You're wearing an amazing costume, it's not too cold out, and you're running through the streets with your friends feeling like the night and everything that it stands forfreedom, rebellion, the pure magic of being a teenager whose parents don't know exactly where she is right nowwill never end. Then you collapse into a pile of leaves on someone's front lawn with your forever-crush and he kisses youyour first kiss.

That's exactly what happened to me, and I've been kind of obsessed with first kisses ever since. Everyone remembers their first kiss, and everyone has a story to tell about it. Some are painfully awkward, some are teenage-movie sweet. All of them are interesting.

It's no accident that my first novel is about the magic and heartbreak of kissing. And even after wracking my brain, interviewing my friends, and searching the far corners of the internet to come up with the most thrilling, romantic kissing scenarios, I still can't get enough of imagining the moment right before you kiss someone new. But even better than that is the instant you realize that you've found the person you're meant to kiss over and over againmaybe even for the rest of your life.

I believe there's a whole world behind every kiss. I'd love to hear about yours.