So there's this scene in WIP3 where a character recalls a first kiss and then there's a subsequent reveal... It got me to thinking about how in books, first kisses are usually magical. (Unless it's a comedy, right?)
Was that your experience? Magical first kiss? Perhaps it's a function of age.
My first kiss came when I was nine years old. There was this new boy who had moved to my neighborhood and he and his siblings had started at the little private school we attended.
Naturally all us girls had a huge crush on him. Lucky me, he was friends with my older brother and he lived down the street from me, so I had an in.
He was ten, and in my hazy memory it seems like he was a lot more experienced (which is funny, I know).
Here's how it went down: We were in his room and we were all set to French kiss. Major deal.
We tried a few times and finally he said (and I think he laughed at me) "Open your mouth."
Nine year-old me, frowning thinks: "I thought I was opening my mouth." Out loud I said, "What?"
Apparently in my nervous state I had my teeth clamped shut, and there was no breaching the wall. After that, I relaxed some and it happened.
My (again internal) response was, "That's it?" There were no fireworks, no sparks, no tingles. I actually thought it was kind of weird.
But I'd done it at least, and when I told all my friends at school they were SO IMPRESSED.
Now that I think about it, following our kiss he and I still didn't hang out at school or hold hands or anything. Just the occasional, furtive glance (from me mostly). Fourth grade's a funny time for boy-girl interaction.
So spill it kids. Was your first kiss magical? Is all this fictional falderall about first kisses and fireworks a bunch of horse hockey? Time to kiss and tell.
It's back to the writing cave for me, but I'm doing my best to make the rounds. I look forward to reading your stories. Love~ <3
[Follow up note: Lest you all think I was either cooler or more of a 'ho than I actually was (depending on your POV), I should add that my kissing career went on hiatus for a few years after that encounter. And kissing was as exciting as it ever got for teen Leigh. I did not have the steamy YA experience of the books I was reading. In fact, I was pretty much Marian the Librarian in HS.]