Have you ever noticed that there are universals in life? There are things that are true of every human being at any given time. For instance, I can say that, without a doubt, every one who reads this (which, to be honest, is probably only going to be about 5 people, but anyway…) is alive in some form or another (whether you call what you do living does not change the fact that you are alive).
And that’s one of the things I love about literature. No matter how weird, how bizarre, how off the wall the story is, there are ubiquitous qualities to it that we can all relate to. It is the writer’s job to figure out which ubiquitous qualities he wants to speak to. And that is, perhaps, the hardest job. How do you communicate to everyone simultaneously? What common ground is everyone interested in, from 10-year-olds to 100-year-olds?
That’s why we all love a good love story. After all, the oldest and greatest story ever told is a love story. Don’t like romance? How about siblings? Best friends? Parent child? Distant relatives of an undefined nature?
Love is probably the most complicated of all human universals, because it has so many variants. Which automatically makes it the best foundation for any story. You can take a love story anywhere, do anything with it. Kind of inspiring, isn’t it?