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My Barbie Was an Amputee
And Other Essays
by Angie Vicars
Published by Celtic Cat Publishing
March 2006; $15.00 US; 0-9658950-7-6
80 pages, soft cover
Author
Angie Vicars is
a published columnist, poet and online content writer-producer. She received
her Master of Fine Arts in screenwriting from the University of Miami.
Many of the essays collected in My Barbie Was an Amputee were
originally published in the Knoxville Metro Pulse for the Yikes
column. Her first novel, Treat, was published by The Haworth
Press in 2001. She is currently working on a second novel.
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Reviews
“In the tradition
of the best observational humorists, Angie Vicars possesses a remarkable
gift for laughing at the foibles of society while also laughing at herself.”
—Julia Watts, author of Finding H.F. and
Women’s Studies
“Only Angie Vicars could put Dr. Suess and Ani DeFranco in the same essay.
Vicars is the voice of a friend who puts the worst in perspective, prompting
us to laugh when we least expect to. To Vicars, back pain and speeding
tickets are occasions for humor. But these insightful essays do more than
create a chuckle or two; they expose the absurdities of everyday life with
whimsical language and original perspectives that will surprise and delight
the reader.”
—Kim Trevathan, author of Paddling the Tennessee River and
Coldhearted River:A Canoe Odyssey Down the Cumberland
“Angie Vicars finds humor in everything from being the only night owl in
a world full of early birds to finding her dream house haunted by cable-based
ghosts. These laugh-out-loud stories show the rest of us how to take
our daily woes far less seriously.”
—Adrienne Martini, author of Hillbilly Gothic: A
Memoir of Madness and Motherhood
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Contents
Essays:
My Barbie Was an Amputee
Beanie Baby
Can You Hear Me Now?
Costly Ways of Saving Money
Daytime Friends and Nighttime Lovers
Pay Back
Spacing Out
Give Till It Hurts
Speed Freak
Thirty Something
Getting Your Jollies
Play It Again?
Close Encounters of My Own Kind
A Girl by Any Other Name
Just Shoot Me
I Am Not Your Handy Man
I Don’t
Wanna Go Out Sometime?
I Would’ve Gotten Away with It, Too…
The Difference Between Boy Scouts and Girls
Duh Highlights
The Suck Factor
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