
Vonnegut writes with an admirable simplicity and clarity - his stories are not complex and involved. They are snippets of reality and fantasy, compassion and hatred, extraordinary compassion and total apathy. Like so many other writers who lived through wars in the first part of the 20th century, Vonnegut's writing is at its core a plea against the organized violence of warfare and violence of any kind.
I was honestly amazed by this book. It's an easy read and broken into many small sections, and since the story skips around constantly within Billy's life it is easy to read in pieces. I found myself enthralled with the book, yet happy to read a few chapters and then set the book down for a few hours or days before picking back up where I left off. It's remarkable that he is able to treat such dark material, something he lived through himself, with such delicate humor and insight. I wish I had started in on his writings years ago, but it's also nice to uncover such a wealth of excellent literature today.
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