Angst or No Angst? by Elizabeth Noble

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Hi there, I’m Elizabeth Noble and I have a confession to make.

Deep breath…

I’m not a fan of angst. There, I’ve said it, now let me explain.

Angst, do we really need it in everything?

The short answer is, no we do not.

Fiction is, by definition, made up. In a way, all fiction is a sort of fantasy, an escape from reality. The romance genre tops the list when it comes to the ability to let us—the readers—live someone else’s life for a time. The reader can suspend their reality for a little bit of time and entertain a myriad of ‘what ifs’.  Believe it or not, it’s possible to do that without adding a lot of angst.

Enter the feel-good books. The stories that give you a satisfying happy sigh and a nice, warm feeling around you.

Whiskey and Moonshine is a feel-good book. Yes, there are few obstacles for the main characters to overcome. I’ll admit they didn’t have too difficult a time getting beyond their issues, but doesn’t everyone, at some point, wish life was a bit easier?

I, for one, thoroughly enjoy a good story without the need for a pile of tissues to wipe away the tears every few pages. It’s refreshing and nice to read a story where the problems are surmountable, and resolutions are found. I’m like everyone else, I want the characters in the books I read to prosper. It makes me happy when the homeless guy turns his life around and becomes successful; or the lonely man makes a friend who becomes a partner and lover. Yeah, it’s a bit of a fairy tale fantasy, but some days that’s what I need.

Maybe the story’s obstacles are predictable, but that’s not the what makes the story. What makes the story is the journey taken by the characters. Each and every one of those journeys is unique. We, as readers, don’t always need gut-wrenching surprises. However, what we do need is a story woven in such a way that the ride captures the reader’s attention and lets them live a different life while they read.

So, occasionally take a break from the angst and read something that gives you a happy sigh, like I do.

How do you feel about angst, angst and more angst?

 

Check out Whiskey and Moonshine today!

 

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Blurb:

Drunk on love.

Like a well-aged whiskey, master distiller and old-money entrepreneur Malone Kensington is elegant and refined. Unfortunately he’s also a perfectionist who is more dedicated to the success of his generations-old company than his own love life.

That company needs a public spokesman.

What Colton Hale lacks in sophistication, he more than makes up for with the charisma that’s allowed him to survive on the street from a young age and charm his way into the lucrative—if overwhelming—public position at the Kensington Distillery. When Mal takes Colt under his wing, hoping to polish off his rough edges, opposites attract and a passionate romance blossoms despite the differences in age and background. But can it survive a Kensington Board of Directors who believe Colt is nothing but a gold digger and a kidnapper determined to profit from the love of Mal’s life—dead or alive?

 

Excerpt:

Audrey was leaning against the back of an armchair, flipping through a magazine. “What about a style like this?” She held the magazine up for them to see.

All of them looked first at the magazine, then Colt, then repeated the process.

“May I see?” Mr. Kensington asked. Audrey handed over the periodical, and Mr. Kensington spent another minute or two flipping through the pages. Every few seconds he’d stop, hold the magazine up, and focus on Colt before continuing. It wasn’t long before Mr. Kensington’s gaze met Colt’s. Offering a small, shy smile, Colt ducked his head after a few beats and bit his lip as he felt his cheeks warm.

The voices around Colt dulled. He mentally gave himself a shake, but the kindness and what he could only describe as kinship he’d seen a glimpse of in Mr. Kensington’s eyes settled and warmed him. A brief slip of time where it seemed to be just the two of them in the room. Colt never really believed in that sort of thing. It happened in books and movies, not real life, so he dismissed it as his imagination and maybe a bit of being overwhelmed at the moment. Nevertheless he returned the smile and was rewarded with one slight nod Colt had the distinct feeling was assurance and approval.

“I like this one.” Mr. Kensington held the magazine out to Colt. “I think it would look nice on you.” He shrugged and winked at Colt. “It’s hair. If you don’t like it, it’ll grow back. You’re not stuck with it forever.” His voice was soft and steady, giving the impression he didn’t regret his decision to hire Colt.

Philippe swooped in, snatched the magazine, and held it beside Colt’s head. “He’s got lovely high cheekbones and facial features.” Nodding, he moved from one side to the other. “Yes, yes, this is a very nice style.”

“Can I—” Colt reached for the magazine, but Gwendolyn yanked it away.

“It’s still too long,” Gwendolyn said.

“Gwen,” Mr. Kensington said softly and held out his hand. Gwendolyn rolled her eyes and turned the magazine over. He stepped beside Colt, put one hand between his shoulder blades, and leaned over his other shoulder. “I think it’s a very nice cut. You’ve got thick hair with just enough of a wave that this will look nice on you.” Holding the magazine in his free hand, Mr. Kensington showed Colt the picture.

“It’s very chic,” Audrey added.

“And looks nothing like Mr. Kensington,” Gwendolyn protested.

“Gwen, it doesn’t matter. He’s to represent me in public, not take over my identity.”

Colt looked up at Mr. Kensington and smiled when he winked at Colt. “If I don’t like it, I can grow it out and try another style?”

“Of course,” Mr. Kensington said.

“I bet you’ve had your hair the same way for fifteen years,” Audrey said. “Good for you, Colt, for trying something new.”

 

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Author Bio:

Mystery, action, chills, and thrills spiced with romance and desire. Elizabeth Noble started telling stories before she actually knew how to write, and her family was very happy when she learned to put words on a page. Those words turned into books and fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M fiction. Being able to share her stories is really a dream come true. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural.
Elizabeth has three grown children, two grandchildren and is now happily owned by an adorable mixed-breed canine princess and her sidekick tabby cat. Elizabeth lives in her native northeast Ohio, the perfect place for gardening, winter and summer sports (go Tribe and Cavs!) and stargazing all year long. 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.
Elizabeth received several amateur writing awards. Since being published, several of her novels have received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards. Jewel Cave was a runner-up in the Gay Mystery/Thriller category in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Ringed Love was a winner in the Gay Fantasy Romance category of the 2016 Rainbow Awards.
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