Meet Andora

A drawing representing Andy, done by artist Sleepy

Hi! I’m Andora and my pronouns are they/she. Feel free to call me Andy!

I’m a writer, a a winter person, and a mostly harmless panromantic asexual from Washington state.

When I’m not writing own-voices queer polyamorous romantasy, you can likely find me watching the Seattle Kraken or an obscure low budget movie with a crochet hook in hand, out on the mountain with skis on my feet, or hanging out in my community with a smile on my face as I try to spread good throughout the world.

I can’t tell you what color my hair is likely to be as that changes too frequently. But my skin is pale and my eyes are olive green.

Line of small snowflakes

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Morning Meeting Transcript 8/5/24

Me: Alright! I’m ready to get this week started!

Calendar: I thought your work weeks run Wednesday – Sunday with Monday and Tuesday being weekends and catch-up time.

Me: Fair. That’s mostly a ski-season thing, but you’re right that work hours today are counting towards the previous week’s goal. So I guess what I meant to say was that I’m ready to get this weekend started!

Act 2: I see you wrote Chapter 8. That was the start of me, right?

Me: Yes. We’ll be getting into Chapter 9 today.

Act 2: And I see you spent a while yesterday reworking my outline through Chapter 14. Which looks like the book’s halfway mark?

Me: Should be, yeah. And before you ask, I’m hoping to get there by the end of August. I have a lot of stuff going on right now. We’re in the midst of a long string of houseguests and I really want to get my office reorganized before Jimmy goes back to work and can’t help build the new shelving units.

Act 2: Those things don’t sound as important as I am, but whatever.

Me: Just be happy you’re not sharing brain space with my thoughts on having cancer. The doctor just called about the worrisome calcifications she removed from my breast last week to tell me they were benign.

Act 2: I… Um… Yeah, okay. Yay for not having cancer! Can we get going now?

Me: Let’s!