introducing my main character, OLIVE GALLOWAY

Aloha, readers! Today I’m coming to you with a super-special guest all the way from the furthest corner of my imagination. Her name is Olive Galloway and she’s the star of my debut novel, Porch Swing Girl. I managed to catch up with her at her grandma’s house in Hawaii, but she’s fresh off a red-eye flight from Boston, and a little tired, so please give her some grace.

While she and I get settled, here’s a little bit about her.

 

 

 

Olive Galloway is a daydreamer and the queen of snark. She enjoys working on art projects, taking long walks, and burying her nose in a book. Although she tries her best to be a nurturing older sister, she often fails miserably, as her seven-year-old little sister Macie is more than a handful. Olive has a lot going on inside of her, especially after the events of the past six months. Her once-strong faith is now on shaky ground and she struggles to find peace and rest for her soul.

Taylor:

*Steps onto a rough, splintery front porch and sits next to Olive on the swing* Hi Olive, how are you today?

Olive:

Honestly? *laughs* Exhausted. It’s hard not to be exhausted after eleven hours of flying.

Taylor:

I get that. Which is why I’m so glad you’re willing to sit down for an interview. I don’t want to hold you up for too long, so let’s get started.

Olive:

*Casts a glance over her shoulder at the open front window. Angry voices drift out from the house* Yeah, let’s.

Taylor:

Okay, first, one of my friends on Facebook was wondering–how did you get your name?

Olive:

*Eyes widen* You told your friends about me?

Taylor:

*Shrugs* Well, yeah. You are in a book, after all.

Olive:

Okay. My name was actually supposed to be Olivia. But, when I was born, Mom saw how green my eyes were and thought they should nickname me Olive. Dad got the wires crossed and told the nurse my name actually was Olive. So now it’s on my birth certificate. “Olive Galloway.” Total mouthful.

Taylor:

I don’t think it’s such a bad name (after all, I was really the one who named you) and I like the story (because I came up with it). Anyway, let’s go on. Another one of my friends, Karen Barnett wanted to know what you consider your biggest weakness.

Olive:

Weakness? I don’t know. I’m probably not always the nicest person. And I stress out a lot. So I’m definitely not the nicest person when I’m stressing out. But whatever. Can you tell Karen I love her books?

Taylor:

Sure, of course. Okay, how ’bout this. One of my friends wants to know who you take after most–your mom? Or your dad?

Olive:

*Looking down at her hands, in a very small voice* I dunno. Mom, I guess. She’s the artsy one. And more of an introvert. Dad’s more like my sister, Macie. Loud. And always hungry.

Olive Again:

Your friends are awfully nosy.

Taylor:

*Laughs* You’ll definitely think so, after this next question. If you could change one decision you’ve made, what would it be?

Olive:

I–I wouldn’t have kept a secret. It was a pretty bad secret and it–*eyes well up with tears*–is that good enough?

Taylor:

Sure. How ’bout something fun?

Olive:

*Snorts* It’s about time.

Taylor:

What’s your favorite day of the week and why?

Olive:

Friday. It’s the start of the weekend and Mom and I do this craft night thing while Dad and Macie go out for pizza and a movie. I’m not really into movies so Mom and I get sushi and draw or make bracelets or–*bites her lip and stares down at her lap*

Olive:

*Blinking rapidly* Now that I’m here though…I don’t know which day is my favorite. Definitely NOT Friday.

Taylor:

Okay, here’s a question from another friend–where do you see yourself in the future? Maybe in five years?

Olive:

Home, for sure. In Boston. Maybe going to school at Harvard. I think I can get in–Dad’s an alum there.

Taylor:

Wow, that’s a great goal. What do you think you’ll study?

Olive:

I like art a lot, but that’s not really a career. Maybe literature or English. Genetics, if I feel like spending my life in school. Honestly, I haven’t thought about it too much. Life’s been crazy.

Taylor:

*Nods* Okay, just a few more. What’s your favorite food?

Olive:

Sushi. Like, the safe stuff. I’m not really into raw fish. But I like the veggie rolls. And the ones stuffed with cooked shrimp are pretty good, too.

Taylor:

Right. What about for dessert?

Olive:

Hm…maybe coconut cream pie. Or macadamia nut. And I like key lime, too. Gramma makes hers with white chocolate in the crust and extra lime rind in the filling. It’s great.

Taylor:

They all sound pretty good. Now, let’s see…

*The sound of voices arguing inside intensifies*

Olive:

*Shivers and sinks into the porch swing*

Taylor:

Okay, we don’t have much time left, one last question. What’s your favorite thing about this place–about Hawaii?

Olive:

I hate Hawaii.

Taylor:

*Stands up from the porch swing* Oh. Wow. But… *Checks her watch* Unfortunately, we’re out of time.

Olive:

Already? Uh–okay. Good talking to you. *Stares across the street as the sun begins to set over the beach*

Taylor:

*Walking down the steps* You too, Olive.

Taylor Again:

Oh, and Olive?

Olive:

Yeah?

Taylor:

Don’t be surprised when your dad comes storming through the front door right about… *Checks her watch again* Now. And, just so you know, he’s–

*Poof*

Taylor:

Olive? Olive?

*Looks around at her perfectly normal living room in her perfectly normal hometown in Oregon. Olive is nowhere to be found, nor is the brilliant Hawaiian sunset.*

 

Grr. I always wake up from my daydreams at the worst possible times. I was about to warn Olive about what her dad was going to–oh, and I forgot to tell her about that girl, Jazz. *Sigh* I guess she’ll find out soon enough on her own, though. As for you, reader, I guess you’ll have to wait and buy the book to figure out what I’m talking about *wink wink*

In all honesty, though, I hope you enjoyed taking a trip into my imagination and getting to know my favorite book character, Olive Galloway. Stay tuned for interviews with Olive’s soon-to-be-best-friend, Jazz, and a mysterious boy named Brander.

 

4 Comments

    1. Good! That’s what I was going for 😉

      Just out of curiosity…considering what Olive didn’t say, what do you think might be going on behind the scenes?

      Thank you for reading–and commenting!

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