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Excess Baggage - Chick Lit at a Great Price


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Initial post: 19 Apr 2011 17:16:46 BDT
Excess Baggage by Tracy Lea Carnes

A humorous yet inspiring glimpse of Kelly, a careerless thirty year old woman, who moves back home to her ostensibly dependent mother after the death of her overbearing father in order to rediscover herself. Two men vie for her affections. Who will she choose?!

An excerpt from Chapter One:

"Paper or plastic?"
"Excuse me?"
"The bag, lady. Paper or plastic?" the checkout clerk asks.
"What difference does it make?" I snap.
"Lady, please, just make a decision here."
"Paper. No wait. Plastic. Give me the plastic," I tell him like it really matters.
He places the contents of my pity party into the bags and hands them to me. I drag myself and my groceries across the parking lot and into my piece of crap compact car.
The drive is quicker to my apartment without the stop and go of rush-hour traffic and I barely have time to ponder my predicament before I turn onto the street where I currently live.
When I pull into my parking slot at the apartment, Jack, my neighbor, is ready to greet me, like he has the last three times I've come home at eleven-thirty in the morning, on a weekday, not including holidays.
"Lost your job again, huh Carmichael?" he says, matter of fact.
"You sit out on the front stoop everyday waiting for me to quit something, don't you?"
"It gives me a reason to live," He tells me as I pull my bags out of the car and slowly negotiate the steep front steps with the heavy groceries.
"Geez, Kelly, you look like a freakin' bag lady," he says.
"Funny, Jack. What are you? My mother?"
"You wish." He takes a last drag on his cigarette, then flicks it into the yard. "Cable man was here again."
The bags burst under the strain of the weight. Cans of Underwood Deviled Ham roll down the steps, a jar of picante sauce smashes, and a bag of Oreos goes crunch as I scramble to retrieve my provisions.
"Should have gone with the paper. Haven't you learned by now?"
"Was he really here?" I ask.
"You owe me eighty-two fifty."
"Oh, Jack, thank you. What would I do without you?" I ask him as I climb the steps with my arms full of junk food.

Thanks and Enjoy!

Tracy XoXo

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In reply to an earlier post on 20 Apr 2011 09:19:48 BDT
Brass Neck says:
Chick Lit, such a mouthful. Can't it be shortened to C Lit? ;)

In reply to an earlier post on 20 Apr 2011 09:38:41 BDT
Did they kick you out of the music forum then?

Posted on 22 Apr 2011 20:03:04 BDT
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Posted on 23 Apr 2011 22:22:13 BDT
donegalgirl says:
Spam!

Posted on 23 Apr 2011 23:08:39 BDT
Last edited by the author on 23 Apr 2011 23:09:35 BDT
gille liath says:
I do definitely think there are too many Baggages in chick lit.

Tracy L Carnes - a remarkable coincidence, your name being so similar to the author's?
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