Amber was pushed into the wild and wooly world of storytelling by a good friend who wanted to see just what she could do. She has been holding audiences captive on weekends ever since then. From those small scenes and sessions she developed a taste for writing that has led her here. Ceaselessly trying to turn the thoughts in her head into the beautiful ribbon of words. To share with all of you.
A mother of amzingly beautiful munchkins three, and an inability to sleep that both drives her craft and allows it to be. Every now and again she likes to sling paint at the canvas
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Dec 19, 2014 01:41PM
Follow me down into the shimmering black ocean of teeming shadows. Where monsters are the only heros you can rely on.View all Conversations
Story by Amber Ross
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What is real? Have you ever opened your eyes and saw the world around you teeming with shadows, clouds roilin...
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