Exclusive Excerpt from The Refrigerator Monologues Up at Paste!

This weekend, Cat will be at the 2017 Campbell Conference and Awards in Lawrence, KS. We’ll post Cat’s schedule later this week, if possible, so check back here on Wednesday!

In the meantime, we’ve got another exclusive excerpt from The Refrigerator Monologues to share with you! We hope this embarrassment of riches will entice you to pick up a copy, if you haven’t already – and if you aren’t able to get a copy yet, may this keep your appetite whetted.

THE HELL HATH CLUB VS. THE MIGHT OF ATLANTIS

All eyes turn to the lady in green. She swirls a spoon around her coffee cup. It doesn’t make any noise. Thank the tiny baby Jesus, down here in Deadtown we are spared the constant tinkle of silverware against porcelain that plagues the restaurant industry. A long, long red curl slides out of the black pearl comb in her hair and lands on the table like a spurt of blood. It hurts to look at it. Like a camera flashing in your eyes. The sides of her head are shaved down to red fuzz, just the one long horsetail left, running up and over and down her spine like a special-edition collect-them-all punk-rock Barbie doll. . .

You can continue reading this excerpt at Paste. Enjoy!

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