There’s a new(ish) project I’m involved in that I’d love to share. It’s called the First Kiss Project, and its aim is to capture those clumsy-sweet first cringe-worthy attempts at love. Here’s an exerpt from the first entry.
The smell, the specific kind of butterflies in my stomach, the nervousness, the fear – I remember that all those things were in the mix, but this one first kiss has been obstructed by dozens of other first kisses, last kisses, important kisses, love kisses and dare kisses. But first there was just this one kiss. There was that one irreducible (un-duplicatable) kiss untarnished by memory and expectation and bitterness. This one pure first grappling moment.
If you’d like to share your first kiss story, please send it to firstkissproject AT gmail DOT com.