Meet Rodya (my favorite character)

This post is part of the “Meet My Character” blog tour. The authors in the tour are each posting an interview with one of their characters. For my post, I decided to interview my favorite character of mine: Rodya! In addition, because my novel Laika in Lisan uses a first-person narrative, I thought it’d be fun to have Laika interview Rodya and report it from her own point of view. Although the interview is meant to introduce us to Rodya, it also shows Laika and Rodya’s playful, sarcastic banter.

Many thanks to Katheryn Avila for inviting me to join this tour. Kathery Avila is the author of Reckoning, and you can read the interview with her novel’s protagonist, Lexia, here. Here’s a little info about Katheryn:

Katheryn J. Avila has always dreamed of being a published author, and recently, that dream has come true! Her novel, Reckoning, is the first in a paranormal sci-fi trilogy she’s titled The Breach. Reckoning tells the story of Lexia, a young woman who discovers that she’s psychic and is thrown into the dangerous world of the supernatural, where she must place her trust in an unexpected ally in order to protect her family.

Twitter: @katheryn_avila

Laika’s interview with Rodya is below. I hope you enjoy it!


Hello. I’m Laika Roen, a scholar from the country of Trea. I interviewed Rodya, a friend of mine. It wasn’t easy to get him to agree to the interview.

We sat in two simple wooden chairs facing each other. My legs were crossed and I held a paper with the interview questions. Rodya’s jaw was clenched, as if he was bracing himself to have a splinter pulled out.

I knew he hated talking about himself, but I enjoyed seeing him uncomfortable and this interview would do exactly that. The list of questions was short, so if I felt at all guilty about what I was doing, at least his discomfort would be brief.

“Shall we begin?” I asked calmly, my pleasure a contrast to his tension.

Rodya gave a quick nod of assent, then crossed his arms and slouched down in his chair.

In my best impression of a professional journalist, I said, “Rodya, can you tell us where you were living and what you were doing when I met you?” Briefly dropping my formal tone, I explained, “I don’t want to spoil the story for people who haven’t yet read my memoir, Laika in Lisan.”

Rodya sighed before responding. “I was living peacefully in the mountains, minding my own business.”

“The mountains where? The audience needs a bit more information to go on,” I explained.

“The mountains in southwestern Lisan.”

“And Lisan is…?”

“A country.”

“Will you tell us more about this country?”


Not to be deterred, I shifted in my seat and moved on to the second question on the list. “What would you like other people to know about you?”

Rodya laughed. “Nothing. I’d rather no one knew anything about me.”

I smiled. “Humor me. Tell us something.”

“All right. I like to be alone. Most people annoy me.”

“That can’t be true,” I said dismissively. “I’ve seen you with Mrs. Nashi, Leepsan, and Alma. I know you’re fond of them. In fact, you’re surprisingly generous toward them.”

“I said ‘most people,’ didn’t I?”

“So you did,” I conceded. Keep it going, I thought. Don’t let him win. “Okay, next question.” I looked at my notes. “What would you say is your main conflict or obstacle?”

“That’s an easy one,” he answered quickly. “Keeping people away from me. Pitiful, needy creatures are apparently drawn to me. Like…” He looked around searchingly, then his eyes widened as if he’d thought of the perfect example. “…like you and Leepsan.” He grinned.

Two could play at this game. “You’re right,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “What can I say? You try to look tough with that beard of yours, but it doesn’t work. Your delicate frame—” I gestured toward his spindly body “—hints at your soft nature. People are simply drawn to your tenderness.”

He nodded. “Exactly. I’m basically a saint, and other people know it.”

“Basically,” I agreed. “So, as a saint…” I paused to look at my notes for the final question. “…what are your personal goals?”

“To change the world through my good deeds, of course.”

“Of course.”

“And once I’ve done that,” he continued, “maybe people will leave me the hell alone.”

I folded the paper I was holding, signaling the conclusion of the interview.

“Well,” I said, “after the terrible sacrifice you’ve made today by sharing yourself with us, I will indeed leave you alone.”

When I stood to leave, Rodya looked up at me.

“What, no ‘thank you’?” he asked with feigned hurt.

“No. I wouldn’t want to sully your pure deed. Gratitude can feed vanity, you know.”

“I suppose you’re right,” he said in a resigned voice. “I’d hate to become vain.”

“Given how much you loathe talking about yourself, I’d say you don’t have much to worry about.” I smiled and held out my hand. Rodya took it, raising himself to his feet. We continued teasing each other as we left the room.


The following authors are next up in this “Meet My Character” blog tour. They’ll be posting their interviews next week. Be sure to check them out!

Yolanda Ramos

Yolanda Ramos was born in Zambia and raised in Zimbabwe. She travels frequently between Zimbabwe and South Africa and has two grown sons who live in Australia. The Seventh Sentinel is her first novel in an urban fantasy series that features archangels, demons, epic battles, and spans continents.

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 Melissa Veracruz

Melissa Veracruz grew up in a tiny town in Texas. She has an expensive degree she doesn’t use and tons of cheap pens she uses almost daily. She is the author of Absolutely, Book One of the Larson, Texas series.


Kyra Halland

Kyra Halland is the author of dark-edged tales of fantasy, heroism and romance. She lives in southern Arizona with her very patient husband and two less-patient cats, and has two young adult sons. She wants to be a crazy cat lady when she grows up.


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