Andrea McNair

Raised in the San Fernando Valley, Andrea grew up with her face pressed to the back window of her parent's old Rambler, way before kids were strapped down securely, scanning the concrete sprawl and mid-century strip malls for signs of magic. She'd catch glimpses in her periphery, evidence of fairies and ghosts, though mostly she found what she was looking for in books. It wasn't until her thirties that her first book idea demanded to be written. She's been chasing the crazier recipes cooked up in her twisted brain ever since.

 

With Transylvanian roots, and a suspicious intolerance to garlic, she neither confirms nor denies the rumors. She lives with two ever-growing Great Danes, Spanky and Stella, who don't seem to mind the supernatural implications as they faithfully guard her work… mostly by drooling on it.