***Note: I'm planning on posting an update once a week, on Saturdays.
Okay, so...I've taken a little pause on
Once Upon a Fantasy on accounts of the fact that school starts on Monday and I told my mom that I'd be finished editing
Dawn by the end of the summer...Yikes. Still have 100 pages left to edit and I'm getting bored. That's never good, right? I suppose it's because I've read this scene half a million times because I love it so much and now I don't love it as much because I've read it a half a million times.
So, earlier last week I was feeling as though my characters needed to get to know each other better, so I conducted an interview. I'll paste the interview with Brenden and if you have any more questions for him, post them and I'll tell him to answer them for you. Have fun!
Okay, so let’s get some background. Give us your name, you’re
age and where you go to school.
So, my name is Brenden Hollenby and I’m sixteen, almost
seventeen. (I know that makes me sound like a toddler, rounding my age like
that.) I go to school at Pine Creek High School in Colorado Springs.
Why do you think your parents named you what you did?
Include your middle name as well.
Okay, so my middle name is David, and I think it means
loved. At least that’s what my mom told me. She said that they named me this
because Brenden means prince and Mom liked that because I’m a child of God and
the name was symbolic to her.
Do you like your name?
Yes. I like the symbolism and plus it just fits me.
How would you describe
yourself, personality wise?
That’s kind of a trick question, because it could end up
sounding vain. *smiles* Okay, let’s see…I’m outgoing. I like talking to people
and getting them to come out of their shells. It’s amazing what happens when
you take the time to just talk to someone. I’m generally optimistic. Sometimes
overly so. I like laughing…I can’t think of anything else at the moment.
You say you like to talk
to people. Do you have any specific instances about people ‘coming out of their
shells’ that stick out to you?
Most of my friends I actually met that way, but the one that
sticks out to me most, is Annabelle. I’m convinced God put her in my path, because
she really needed someone. She told me that she didn’t have any friends. Part
of that was her fault, because she didn’t make the effort to talk to people.
She claimed she couldn’t carry a conversation. But part of it was simply
circumstance. She had anxiety, which made her afraid to meet new people and her
dad was in prison which gave students the wrong impression about her. I’d
actually noticed her before because she’s in a couple of my classes and she’s
pretty. And I’m not ashamed to admit that I had a little crush on her. Not
fully, because I didn’t really know her, but she was kind of pretty and smart,
and super quiet, which really appealed to me, because, like I said, I like
bringing people out of their shells. Anyway, I came into the school by a different
door to avoid this girl who kept flirting with me. (Again, I’m convinced this
was a God-thing, because that girl never gave me a second glance after that
day.) I was going through the halls and I saw this guy from school named
Conrad, yelling at Annabelle and calling her names, telling her she was ugly.
She wasn’t saying anything, but she looked absolutely terrified and like she
really wanted to say something. And I felt like God told me to go over and help
her. It wasn’t like a voice or anything, just a very strong impression, which
I’ve learned usually is God. So, I’m arguing with God in my head, like,
seriously, God? I’m going to be late for class and I really don’t want to get
in trouble. Conrad is hugely bigger than me and I’m pretty sure that if I get
in a fight with him I’m going to epically lose. But, He kept pushing and so I
finally did something, even though I was scared out of my wits. I wish I’d done
something sooner, because when I finally
got up the courage, he’d tripped her and her books went everywhere and I’m
pretty sure it hurt her tailbone as well, just judging by the way she fell. I
basically diverted his attention away from her and told him to leave her alone,
which sounded extremely cliché, but I didn’t exactly care. She looked up at me,
like she totally didn’t expect for someone do anything about her situation. The
look she gave me made me wonder how long she’d been bullied. I had to hit him,
but I swear, it was in self-defense. Before he could do anything to either of
us, I grabbed her elbow and led her away until I figured we were safe, since
the hall was crowded with teachers as well as students. I asked her if she was
okay, introduced myself and everything. It was an extremely brief conversation
and right as the bell rang I remembered what Conrad had said about her being
ugly and I told her she wasn’t ugly. It was extremely awkward, but that’s
another thing about me. I tend to say awkward things, if it will improve the
situation or benefit someone. It was awkward, but I said it and I’m pretty sure
she had tears in her eyes as she thanked me. After that, I went out of my way
to talk to her, fairly sure that God wanted me to. I just could sense that she
needed someone to talk to. I didn’t have anyone else to talk to anyway. I mean,
I had friends here and there, but none that specifically went out of their ways
to talk to me. As time went on, she began to talk to me more about herself and
her family and I began to see that she really had needed someone.
Why do you say that
she really needed someone?
I didn’t learn until nearly eight months later, but her dad
had been released out of jail the exact day I defended her. She told me that
she had an anxiety attack later that day because of it and that me talking to
her every day grounded her through everything that happened.
Did other things
happen to her that she needed you for?
She got sick and was eventually diagnosed with Lyme disease
which is a disease that you specifically have to fight with will. She told me
that she wouldn’t have had enough fight in her to defeat the disease if it
hadn’t been for me, which is totally awesome, since I was only doing what God
had told me. And her dad began to stalk her, which was really creepy, but it
freaked her out all the more and gave her anxiety which allows the Lyme to
progress.
What is your favorite
and least favorite characteristic that you possess?
Hmm….Favorite would probably be that I’m not afraid to talk
to people and that brings a lot of adventures, I guess you’d say, and different
cool stories. Least favorite is probably that I’m extremely afraid of sickness,
like it’s probably one of my only fears. And I hate it because it makes it hard
to act natural around people I love who are sick, which in turn makes them feel
like an outcast, which I don’t want at all.
Did something happen
that made you so afraid of sickness?
Yeah. So, it all happened at once in 2014. First it was my
grandpa. So, he’d never been healthy, but he was real leery of doctors and the
like. It wasn’t until he began to have severe pain that he went into the doctor
and they found that he’d had cancer for years and it had progressed to far to
do anything. He died at the beginning of the year within a month or so of his
diagnosis. Second, I had a childhood friend, someone I’d known since we were
like, three. We’d lost touch over the years and one day my mom told me that he
had some sort of terminal disease. I got back in contact with him for maybe six
months and really got to know him before he died. I hope I did something to
encourage him in that time. And last was Jared. *Sigh* He…Him, me and Barry met
in kindergarten and were basically best friends all the way through high
school. We went on a missions trip to Africa. He was on a medication to keep
him from getting sick, but he must have gotten a weird strain of malaria,
because the medicine didn’t stop it. It attacked his brain and he died within a
few days. It definitely wasn’t easy.
After that year did
your faith falter at all?
Um…sort of, but not really. So, I never doubted the
existence of God or his benevolence or any of that. I just didn’t understand
why everything was happening and I wanted to see what God’s plan was and I
couldn’t.
How did you deal with
that question?
I talked to my parents…a lot. They told me some things that
I actually ended up telling to Annabelle when she asked me the same question.
What did they tell
you?
They told me the story of Joseph, where he had things happen
to him for nearly seventeen years before he figured out what God’s plan was. So
I’ve learned to be patient and trust God, even I can’t see what he’s doing.
Looking back over the
past few years, have you been able to see a plan?
Somewhat. I believe God’s plans are complex enough that
there are several reasons why any one thing happens. But I suppose I have seen
different things that have resulted from his death. Annabelle, is one thing. I
probably wouldn’t have met her if he’d still been alive, because we always
walked to school together and we always got there early. We probably would have
been in class before anything had happened with Annabelle. And even if I had
been there when she was being bullied, I probably wouldn’t have noticed her.
And even if I had noticed her and helped her, I probably wouldn’t have gone out
of my way to talk to her, because I already had friends. We had all our breaks
together.
What is your deepest
regret?
That’s easy. The old family friend who died. I told you we
got back in touch right before he died. I was always too afraid to tell him
about what I believed and I wasn’t sure if he knew. He died and I was left
wishing that I had the courage to at least make sure I knew what he believed.
What was his name?
Julian
Who do you value the
most now? Why?
I love my family a lot, definitely. But outside of family,
Annabelle. I’m actually planning on proposing to her after this. And why…do I
need a reason to love someone?
No, I suppose not, but
what about this? What qualities does she have that you admire?
As much as she told me she was a coward, she’s probably the
bravest person I know. Having anxiety and being afraid doesn’t make you a
coward. I mean, she went through her parents divorcing, her dad abusing her for
five years, being bullied, getting Lyme disease and defeating it. She has
aftereffects, sure, but she’s still living in a way she should be. She’s got
the most adorable laugh. She is smart. She can cook really well. There are a
lot more, but I think I’ll stop there, because I’ll go on forever. *smiles*
What kind of people
annoy you the most? Why?
People think that they’re better than everyone else. Or
people who hurt people just for fun. Or people who are completely detached from
the world.
Anymore questions? Post them below! Or conduct your own interview and post it.
