Cats, Boys, and Booze; Or, How NOT to Find Love in a Really Small Town

Susan A. Sistare is not a girlie girl. She hails from Spartanburg, South Carolina, where eligible men, forward thinking, and alcohol on Sundays are scarce. What is plentiful, though, is the amount of cat hair in her house and her humor about single life in a really small town. Having lived for a few years overseas followed by a life-altering breakup, Sistare finds herself back at her roots, contending with holiday depression, a finger-pointing family, “inbreed dating,” and a cast of genuine friends who are unafraid of reminding her that fanny packs and football shirts are not the way to a man's heart. The result? A hilarious tale of self-discovery and a few southern-fried surprises.
Bawdy, a tiny bit vulgar, sweet and honest, Cats, Boys, and Booze; Or, How Not to Find Love in a Really Small Town redefines the modern southern belle. Follow Sistare as she shows you how to weed out the bad ones, how to heal, and how [not] to find love in a really small town.
And her cats had nothing to do with any of it. They swear.