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Nau mai, haere mai

Roly Andrews

Hi and welcome to my website. 

I’m Roly Andrews, the author of The Iju Trilogy and Baikonur Bitch. At present, I’m working on Executive Deciept (Working Title), a timely story of misdirection and illusion in the smoke and mirrors of Presidential life in Washington. 

Afterwards, it will be time to complete the Iju Trilogy with the third instalment – Roar of the tiger.

Beyond this, a major re-write of my first Novel, Larry and the Lap dancer.   

My cup truly runneth over! 

Kia atawhai, kia noho haumaru

Be kind and stay safe

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My Store

The cry of the Kuaka Also available to purchase as an E Book and paperback from Amazon, and other E Book retailers. The cry of the Kuaka – Kindle edition by Andrews, Roly. Literature & Fiction Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com. In a modern world where blood and boundary no longer define identity, how do you… Continue reading My Store

About me

Big hearted, aspiring author, reluctant gardener, arrogant and stubborn, a champion for the disadvantaged; there must be at least 1001 descriptions you could use to try and describe me. And to be honest, they probably still wouldn’t capture my essence entirely. In my case a picture does not describe a thousand words. But here’s a… Continue reading About me

Time Flies

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Fly rotated and tilted its bulbous head. It was looking at me. I was too mangled to shoo or wave it away, in too much pain to really care. ‘Do you want to die?’ Fly asked. ‘Fuck Off,’ I spat. ‘You might linger for hours…suffer unbearably,’ Fly suggested.…

The Super Killers Ball

I’m an anti-vaxxer and Covid denier. A mighty proud one to boot. So much so, that last month I stood in the General Election. I polled 211 votes but would have polled more if people weren’t afraid to be associated with me. People are scared these days you see, afraid to speak their real minds,… Continue reading The Super Killers Ball

Time Flies

Fly rotated and tilted its bulbous head. It was looking at me. I was too mangled to shoo or wave it away, in too much pain to really care. ‘Do you want to die?’ Fly asked. ‘Fuck Off,’ I spat. ‘You might linger for hours…suffer unbearably,’ Fly suggested. I grimaced, Fly was right, and I… Continue reading Time Flies

A world of traffic

I’ve been to China, but I wouldn’t want to live there! Just look at the traffic! When I lived in England, I nearly pooped myself when I accidentally came across the ‘Magic Roundabout’ in Colchester! Then I giggled all the way back to London. What an utterly and perfectly absurd creation of civil engineering! And then,… Continue reading A world of traffic

Time you straighten right out

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Can’t Drive 55.” ‘Time you straighten right out,’ taken from The Specials cover of the Dandy Livingstone song – Rudy, a message to you. The time was twenty three hundred hours. Commander Wilbur grimaced his brow now sweating. He had tried everything he’d learnt at the Space… Continue reading Time you straighten right out

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