Every life is a hundred stories. Let’s find yours.

Tell us when you were born and where life took you. We’ll turn the history you lived through into a deck of story ideas — and you’ll write them the only way that matters: in your own words.

By invitation only  ·  Private to you

Age 19 Los Alamos

In May 2000, the Cerro Grande Fire tore through Los Alamos, filling New Mexico’s skies with smoke.

How close did the fire come to you — and what was that spring like?

“I should write some of this down.”

You’ve said it. Maybe for years. But every time you sit down, the same question stares back: where do I even start?

“Tell me about your childhood” is a wall. Nobody remembers a decade. You remember an afternoon — the smell of smoke, a song on the radio, the day everyone stood in the yard looking at the sky. Memory doesn’t need a blank page. It needs a good question.

Two minutes of you. A lifetime of doors.

1
Tell us where life took you.
When you were born, and the places you’ve lived — rough dates are fine. That’s all we ask.
Place (city, state)
Albuquerque, NM  ages 0–14
2
Meet your life, in headlines.
We comb the history you actually lived — the storms and the songs, the moves and the firsts — and deal you a deck of story ideas, each one anchored to your age and your street. Keep the ones that stir something. Pass the rest.
Not for me
♥ Keep this one
3
Write one true moment.
Not your memoirs. Not a decade. One moment, in your own voice, as you remember it. Then another. They add up.
The Spring the Sky Turned Brown
We smelled it before we saw it…

We never write a word for you.

Plenty of software will happily write “your” life story now. We think that misses the entire point.

A memoir isn’t valuable because it’s well-typed. It’s valuable because it’s yours — because writing it is how you find out what you actually remember, and what it meant. Hand that to a machine and you don’t save time; you lose the thing itself.

So 100 Stories does the one thing a machine is good for here: it remembers history with you, and it asks good questions. The finding is ours. The telling is yours.

Your words, in your voice — we never write for you.

One hundred stories. One book your family keeps.

Story by story, your collection grows — kept on a timeline of your life, private to you. When you’re ready, we’ll typeset everything into a printed hardcover: your moments, your voice, on paper, on a shelf, in your grandchildren’s hands.

Not a document in a drive. A book in a house.

One hundred
Stories
Margaret · 1941–
Typeset, printed, and bound
when your collection is ready.
“When you’ve lived as long as I have, so many of these stir memories I want to write about. The timeline is amazing.”
— pilot member, born in the 1940s
“It felt like my life. A few ideas didn’t fit — but nothing felt wrong. It knew my streets.”
— pilot member, born in the 1980s
Private by default.
Your stories are yours — kept in your browser, or synced securely to your account if you choose. Delete anytime.
True to your history.
Ideas are drawn from real, documented events — and when we’re not certain, we say so and ask you to double-check us.
By invitation.
We’re a small pilot, growing carefully.

The stories are already yours.
Come find them.

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