Sarah Alex Author | Official Website
love, romance, relationship
Hi friends, I’m happy to welcome you here.
How are you today?
My name is Sarah Alex — a writer’s pseudonym chosen specifically for the creation of my book Funny Love.
It’s a name I feel deeply connected to, one that naturally fits the atmosphere of creativity, artistry, and vivid self‑expression, especially in stories about love and friendship.
And you know what? You absolutely made the right choice by coming to meet me.
Thank you — everything is more fun together.
I was born in Europe, and I still live here today. I’m forty‑seven years old, one meter fifty‑four centimeters tall, married, with two children, my own interests and hobbies — and yes, my profile picture is real.
In general, everything is quite ordinary… or close to it, as my husband with his “Nordic” character likes to say. We’ve been together for twenty‑six years, and sometimes it feels like this story could have easily never happened.
From the bright moments of my youth, I can admit that I once jumped out of a helicopter with a parachute. My husband, long before our marriage, had his own adventure: as a teenager he went diving in the Red Sea. Not a huge achievement, perhaps, if not for one detail — at twenty‑two, his heart rate shot up to two hundred and three beats per minute on the operating table. He was conscious but forbidden to speak or joke, so as not to distract the medical staff.
Life has a sense of humor. :)
The real thrill, though, is our relationship. Over many years of marriage, we’ve learned a lot about ourselves… but certainly not everything.
Imagine someone claiming that an adult has no secrets left — it’s very funny, isn’t it? So maybe one day I’ll tell you my full biography with all the details of my personal life. I’m not against it. But I think it’s better to save these stories for another equally wonderful moment.
For now, the real world feels too small for the author’s plans. So I invite you into my world — the world of love described in Funny Love. Let’s warm up properly on this love simulator.
Are you ready? I’m opening the door and turning on the light.
Oh — wait — did you get hurt? Someone left a bucket right at the entrance! What can I say… a lot of noise and nothing more. Let’s kick this clumsy bucket aside and move on to the reading.
There’s probably no need to warn you that this book is not exactly suitable for the morally fragile or overly sensitive. There’s plenty of other literature for them.
And don’t laugh — my first two books were dedicated to social projects, so I think I’ve earned the right to say this.
Looking for something gentler?
Then let’s open the book.
What do you mean, there’s no table of contents?
That surprise is intentional — it makes the reading more interesting.
And remember: I love you.
