Talking with Elizabeth Noble
What started your interest in writing? It’s something I’ve always done, I can’t imagine not writing. Before I learned to write I’d tell stories.
What is your book(s) about? Run for the Roses is about a young man, Val, whose best friend, Janelle, is a jockey. When she’s seriously injured her estranged father, Wyatt, shows up at Val’s door. While Wyatt reconnects with his daughter, he and Val become friends then more. Janelle is implicated in some shady goings on centered on horse racing. Wyatt and Val set out to prove her innocence and fall in love in the process.
What are you currently working on? I have a few projects. I am working on book one of a scifi trilogy called Novi Orbis. There is another Circles story I’ve been plotting out and the fourth book of The Sleepless City series.
How long did it take you to get your rough draft finished on your latest release? From the start to submission, writing Run for the Roses took about five weeks.
What genres do you write in? Mainly scifi and mystery. The Sleepless City series is an urban fantasy/scifi.
Do you keep a notebook near your for when new ideas pop into your head? Sort of. I have note taking and voice recording apps on my phone, so when an idea hits I can make sure I keep it.
If you write a series do you reread your previous books before you begin the new one? Oh absolutely. Particularly with one like Sentries, I’ve just turned in book five and have one more to complete yet. I forget little details. I do keep files I can refer to as well from phone, computer or tablet.
Is there anything you wish to say to your readers? THANK YOU!!
For readers who haven't tried your books yet, how do you think your editor or loyal readers would describe your books? Some comments I’ve gotten from my editors are “pleasantly seductive” and “action packed”. Oh and they enjoy the funny parts.
When writing, how do you keep track of timelines, ideas, inspiration and such? By notes on the computer, a notebook perhaps? I use OneNote which is a part of Microsoft Office Suite. It’s amazingly helpful. I also use a voice recorder for when I’m driving and another app called simple note. Both simple note and OneNote are on all my devices and sync between them.
Run for the Roses by Elizabeth Noble
Cover Artist: TL Bland
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
M/M mystery romance
Available at Publisher
M/M mystery romance
Available at Publisher
Wanting to end his pattern of choosing controlling and abusive men, Vladimir ‘Val’ Mihalic figures it’s better to live alone than live in fear. Just when things are settling down—his biggest trouble recently is a Kentucky Derby hopeful that won’t load into a starting gate—his best friend Janelle’s violent ex-boyfriend kidnaps her. After she’s seriously injured in a car wreck, Wyatt Harig, Janelle’s estranged father, comes around to tend to his daughter. Despite Val’s determination to avoid relationships, Wyatt interests him in ways that make his resolve waver. As complications and repercussions pile on in the aftermath of Janelle’s kidnapping—including a gambling charge and a murder—Wyatt and Val must work together to seek answers. And the closer they get to each other, the more Val wants them to stay that way.
Val found a spot for the litter box where he hoped his dogs wouldn’t get into it, and took a shower. He’d go in the morning to retrieve Janelle and the day after that she’d be on her own while he was at work. As he got out of the shower, toweling his hair off, thinking it needed a trim he was nearly knocked on his ass by three dogs scampering through the house.
“Hey, don’t chase the—” Val stopped short. Janelle’s cat was sprawled on the couch, tail flipping side to side. His dogs were standing at the front door, staring up at it, ears cocked, tails wagging. That’s when he realized there was someone on the other side, knocking.
In a hurry Val dressed in a t-shirt and jeans then pulled aside a curtain that hung on the window in the door. The man standing outside gave him a nod and lifted one hand in a greeting, he looked like a salesman. He was about the same height as Val, with a good, solid build, probably around fifty with salt and pepper short hair and piercing black eyes. He looked like the sort of man it was unwise to cross.
“There’s no soliciting. How the hell did you get back here anyway?” Val opened the door, but left the screen door shut and locked.
The man took a deep breath and suddenly looked uncomfortable. Val resisted the urge to glance sideways at the baseball bat resting against the wall near the door. “I’m not selling anything,” the man said. “Can I come in, please?”
“No.” Val started to shut the door.
The man put one hand on the frame of the screen door. “I’m Janelle’s father. They told me at the main office up front to come back here. Someone tried to call, but got your voicemail.”
Val held up one finger, turned and retrieved his phone. There was a call from the farm’s main number, no message left. “I was in the shower,” he said.
“Wyatt Harig. Is Janelle here?”
“You’re pretty tall,” Val blurted out and felt his face heat up.
Wyatt glanced down and grinned at the same time. He was nice looking when he smiled. It was also obvious he’d probably heard that more than once. “Janelle is adopted. And yes, she knows.” He put his hands in his pants pockets and sighed. “Do we have to do this through the door?”
“I… uh… don’t really… ”
“I’m an investigator, and I work in antiquities. I’m not a mob hit man.”
“You do sort of look like one,” Val said.
Wyatt chuckled. “Nah, they spend much more on their clothes.”
Val unlocked the door and stepped back so Wyatt could enter. He was impressed that Wyatt wasn’t bothered by three big dogs dancing around at his feet. Instead he put one hand out for them to sniff and walked between them.
Wyatt held out his hand and smiled. “Let’s try again. I’m Janelle’s father, Wyatt Harig. You and your entourage are?”
Val shook the offered hand. Wyatt’s hand was strong, his handshake firm. His hand was as warm as his smile. “Vladimir Mihalic, Val. They’re Cooper, Bear and Titan.” He pointed to each dog as he said their names.
“Good looking crew you have. Trained to kill on command?” Wyatt asked.
“Uh huh.” Wyatt tilted his head to one side and leaned down far enough to pat the dogs.
“Not buying it, huh?”
“Not in the least,” Wyatt said. “I can tell they’re incredibly vicious.”
“I guess the hand licking blew their cover.” Val glanced at the floor for a second and scratched at his forearm.
About the Author
Elizabeth has three grown children and is now happily owned by an adorable mixed breed canine princess named Rosie, and two cats, Murphy and Yeti. She lives in her native northeast Ohio, the perfect place for gardening, winter and summer sports (go Tribe!). When she's not writing she's working as a veterinary nurse, so don't be surprised to see her men with a pet or three who are a very big part of their lives.
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