Beth is the author many novels and novellas with Samhain Publishing, Kensington Publishing, and Loose Id with many more in the works for the coming years.Born and raised in New York, she holds a B.F.A. in writing from New York University. Currently, Beth lives just outside of Raleigh, North Carolina, with her husband and two sons.
Well I'm here to tell you that is so very incorrect. I have two teenage sons, yes that's right TWO. One of them is 17, the other 13. And oh my God, I thought playing with Legos and Matchbox cars was hard. (Never did get to do the Barbie or tea party thing since I didn't have a daughter.)
Let's start with the misconception there's no drama. *rolls eyes* There's more drama in this house than all of the CBS soap operas combined. Sarcasm, bickering, complaining, whining, and of course, the ever present "Why not?" constantly coming out of their mouths. If they weren't boys, they would so be drama queens. I guess I could call them drama kings though...
The 17 YO was just horrible for about three years and its only in the last year he's been liveable without the snarling, snapping responses I came to dread. He's a young man who is growing up and in another year, will be off to college. *clasps heart* I really will miss him.
However, the 13 YO is just entering the horrible phase... I can only hope the drama won't get any worse. He's taken a slightly different path than his brother and only wears polo shirts. I foresee the insistence on Abercrombie and Fitch clothes in the near future.
Speaking of clothes, *sigh*, yes the four approved stores for clothes are Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch, Aeropostale and American Eagle. Anything else would be gauche and God forbid anyone find out they get their socks at Walmart.
Then there's no girlie stuff like make-up and purses. This is definitely true, however, there's the hats (did you know a cap can cost $45?), the shoes are important as well. The brand is of course uber important, as is the way they lie on the shoes. They can't be too lumpy or too long, they have to be just right or they ain't workin'.
One thing teenage boys have in abundance is hygiene issues. I'm shuddering just thinking about it. Have you ever smelled a teenage boy's room? Or *ack* their bathroom? I have those darn Febreze plug-ins in every damn room upstairs but it STILL SMELLS. I can't begin to describe it, so I'll just call it teenage boy funk.
As you might imagine, their laundry smells just as bad, as does their sweat. Just picking up the 13 YO from summer camp and riding in the car with him for 20 minutes, oh the stench. I tell ya, it's indescribable.
And their rooms... I'm not sure when the last time I saw the carpet in the 17 YO's room. I try not to go in there if at all possible. Self preservation, I'm sure you understand. The best I can do is make sure they know how to clean even if they don't practice it.
And food. My grocery bill looks like the national debt y'all. They NEVER stop eating! Gads, it's amazing so much food actually goes into their bodies at at constant rate of speed. They can eat an entire package of cookies in one afternoon, along with popsicles, pizza, fruit, candy, soda, cereal, Rice Krispie treats, chips... The list is endless, y'all. Endless!
Now for the good things, I do occasionally get hugs (of course only after a shower) and I have the privilege of being the only female in the house. They are also wonderful people whom I love to pieces.
And of course, people say to me, "You can't possibly have a 17 year old son!" I smile and murmur thank you.
They have no idea. ;)
Oh, and Beth writes too. Over at Samhain, she's got two erotic historical western series - both about cowboys. Yum. You can read about The Malloys, or the Devils on Horseback. She also writes erotic contemporaries and historicals for Liquid Silver and Loose Id.
Today, Beth is graciously giving away an autographed copy of her Education of Madeline published by Kensington Brava. (I lurve me a good cowboy, historical or contemporary, doesn't matter to me.)
Plum Creek, Colorado 1872
If you want to find out more about Beth and her books, visit her webpage.
The Right Man Comes Along
Madeline Brewster practically owns Plum City, Colorado. But at thirty-two, she knows she has missed any chance for happiness. Until she finds a tall, strong, handsome Irishman on the wrong end of the hangman’s noose. Suddenly this unconventional woman comes up with an outrageous idea . . .
Teague O’Neal has rugged cheekbones, tousled black curls, and eyes as blue as the sky, even if he is caked in Colorado mud. The men insist they caught him horse-thieving, and there’s something desperate about him that says he’d do anything for a buck.
Maybe it was pure chance, or maybe it was something more that brought Madeline and Teague together. But one thing’s clear, between a woman who has just about everything she could ever want, and a man who’s lost that and more, they might find something in between worth living for.