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Reading Kurt Vonnegut is remarkably like travelling. You leap with him from place to place, never staying to long in one spot, but thoroughly enjoying yourself all the while. This book was no exception.
What started as a sci-fi novel featuring a timequake (a blip in the universe’s expansion, causing a complete rewind of the past ten years and forcing everyone to relive every moment from 1991-2001 exactly as they had before) transformed into an almost autobiographical-like book, depicting anything from Vonnegut’s interactions with his alter-ego Kilgore Trout, to nuggets of his never ending wisdom (“Listen: We are here on Earth to fart around. Don't let anybody tell you any different!”).
I’m never quite sure what I’ll find when I pick up a Vonnegut novel, but this was no disappointment. Ting-a-ling!
What started as a sci-fi novel featuring a timequake (a blip in the universe’s expansion, causing a complete rewind of the past ten years and forcing everyone to relive every moment from 1991-2001 exactly as they had before) transformed into an almost autobiographical-like book, depicting anything from Vonnegut’s interactions with his alter-ego Kilgore Trout, to nuggets of his never ending wisdom (“Listen: We are here on Earth to fart around. Don't let anybody tell you any different!”).
I’m never quite sure what I’ll find when I pick up a Vonnegut novel, but this was no disappointment. Ting-a-ling!