It's that twisting pinch of excitement in your stomach when the girl rounds the corner and-your fingers slip quickly to the next page-and there he is. The guy. Her guy. Leaning up against the side of a building, just as though he'd been waiting for her there all along. And, of course, he had been. 

It's that chapter when, over one too many glasses of wine, she finally speaks, sharing an intimate story of loss and betrayal; her voice thickens, the words rambling, bumbling over themselves as she tries to sort through a pain she's never let herself share before-and tears swim in your eyes as you read along.... 

It's that passage when the world shifts before your eyes, replaced by a still, quiet lake in the middle of the Midwest, replete with tall, mossy pines and the scent of sweet-grass; or perhaps it's a bustling side-street in Paris, or powdery sand in a small, pastel-colored coastal town-and you tag along for the journey, without ever leaving home. 

It's the scene when friendships are made (and they're real and they are profoundly felt), that love is found, when ordinary lives are explored for all of the extraordinary moments.

It's excavation. Perspective. And, perhaps most important of all, it's creative imagination. 
 
That's why I write. That's what I write. 

And always: I write for you. So please, tell me what you think! 

Oh. And by the way, my name is  Amber Laura. I write fiction (if you hadn't already caught that): romance, women's fiction, and new adult.... I'm excited to get to know everyone here! And, please, if you'd like, feel free to check out my blog, where you'll find more fictional stories, some writerly inspirations, and maybe even a little advice: litliber.com