A review by snukes
Timequake by Kurt Vonnegut

2.0

Only an author who is very well established and very much respected could get away with having written this book. I've seen it described in various locations (as I read up on it after, trying to understand what the HECK I'd just read) as a "postmodernist shrug" and a "semi-autobiographical stew." The whole book had the feeling of sitting in front of a fire with your greatly aged grandfather and listening to him ramble about his youth, when he's come to a point in life where he can no longer recall for sure which bits of his past are truth and which bits are his past as he wishes it had gone. There were a few really lovely mini-stories, images, and turns of phrase, but if you're looking for a coherent narrative, go pick up a collection of his short stories instead. Those remain, by far, my favorite of his works.