Olive M. Creed

 Alright, guys, the last of the character interviews! I hope you all have enjoyed them. I've had an absolute blast writing these! (In case you missed it, here are the previous Character Interviews) Torrin Briley Cyprian Raevyn And here we go!     The Aliki cabin was a familiar sight as I walked up the path towards it.      Roscoe was already there, sitting on the porch step and letting his little dragon, Catnip, make a mess out of his hair.     I grinned and waved. "Hi! Have you been warned about the interviews?"     "Yeah." He eyed me suspiciously. "Please tell me you don't have any gut-wrenching questions for me."     "Well, it's all about your past. So..." I shrugged. "The stories don't really offer much of a chance at your backstory. And no matter how much I try to change that, I just can't seem to get a stab at figuring out your past."     He made a face, and Catnip hissed at me.     I leaned against on...

 Hello, everyone! It is once again time for a character interview!     Back in Zaraya for the second to last character interview.      I strolled down the dirt paths towards the barn. The summer sun beat down on my head and shoulders--a welcomed relief from the freezing winter back home! Maybe I'd just stay here and never leave...     Nah. Back home, the biggest threats are hawks, bobcats, foxes, and coyotes. And maybe getting licked to death by the farm dogs.      Raevyn was exactly where her mom, Lindy Aliki, had said she'd be. Behind the barn, hurling spears into the target ten yards away.      I cleared my throat, and she turned around. "Eo'aiki! I was wonderin' when you'd get 'ere. Torrin and Briley told me you're interviewin' us."     "Mmhm. Readers like getting an inside look at the characters, and I like learning more about your world and getting ideas for bonus stories and backstories and drama and ...

 And we're back with yet another interview! This one with the fan favorite. The one and only Grumpy Cinnamon Roll Assassin.     Meeting Cyprian for an interview was a lot trickier than meeting Torrin and Briley.      For one, I had to actually convince him to show up. And then we had to find a place to meet. The Aliki cabin wouldn't work, for obvious reasons. So we settled for meeting in Zora's tavern. After hours. At night. When I should be sleeping.      I pushed through the swinging double doors. The room was dark, save for the lantern set on the bar. Chairs were stacked up on the tables after the cleaning that had taken place earlier. A pitcher of lemonade and two cups sat next to the lantern.      Cyprian perched on a bar stool, back hunched and elbows resting on the bar.      I sat down beside him. "Hello, Cyprian."     He barely spared a glance my way. Dark circles shadowed his blue eyes, and his...

 Hello everyone! We're back with another fun character interview!      The smell of fried chicken and onions lingered in the Aliki cabin when I walked in. As well as the smell of cinnamon cookies. Briley scurried from table to counter, wiping down the already spotless surfaces. Nervous cleaning. Maybe I should bring her back home with me. She'd love to tackle our messy house.     I cleared my throat. "I'm here! Ready for your interview?"     Briley looked over quickly. "Just in time. I pulled the cookies out a little bit ago, and they should be cool enough now."     My mouth watered as she pulled a thin towel off a plate full of cookies. I took a seat at the table as she carried them over and sat down. I took one and sniffed it. It smelled just like my own cinnamon cookie recipe. Hehe.      "Torrin told me about the interview you had with him." Briley crossed her arms on the table. "I hope this one will go as well as that ...

  Book Two is Releasing! I have a release date for book two, Broken Crown! Not disclosing it just yet, so stay tuned! And, for more regular updates,  you can follow me here! In celebration of the coming release of Broken Crown, I've decided to interview my main cast of characters! Starting, of course, with the main character, King Torrin Slater!      I sat down at the kitchen table in the Aliki cabin. The door stood open to let in fresh air--and with it, flies and gnats in abundance.      Patches, the old house cat, curled around my ankles. I was extremely thankful for wearing long pants, despite the late summer heat. As it was, my skin was already starting to tingle and itch from the cat's close proximity.      Why haven't I ever given a character a cat allergy, I mused.      Torrin's entrance interrupted my thoughts before I could decide who to inflict with one more troublesome trait. His bum leg dragged slight...