Maartje Jensen

There’s something about love that moves me. It’s in the way people glance at each other on the street, the way a parent gently holds their child’s hand, or the way a couple leans in, talking in hushed tones as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist. These moments—fleeting but full of meaning—are what fill me with wonder.

Writing about love is where I find my voice. It’s not just romantic love, though that’s my favorite, but also the love we carry for ourselves, for the people who shape our lives, and for the strangers who pass us by. I’ve written stories for years, quietly storing them away, afraid to share them with the world. But in 2024, something changed. I realized that the stories I’ve kept hidden are the ones that need to be told. Love in all its forms—messy, pure, complicated—deserves to be seen.

In every story I create, there’s a piece of truth. It might be a moment from my own life, or maybe something I’ve seen in those around me. My boyfriend and I? We’ve lived a love story full of laughter, challenges, and quiet understanding. I think one day, our story will become a book filled with all the tropes that make me fall in love with writing again and again.

Because in the end, love isn’t just something to write about—it’s something to live.