Been doing some reading…
Thanks to Jane, I’ve been introduced to the joy of literature that is Kurt Vonnegut’s writings. They’re slightly absurd, edgy, slightly amusing, and complete with illustrations. This, for example, is my impression of what Mr. Vonnegut might draw in one of his novels:
It’s a book, a collection of papers covered in ink printing and bound together, the kind of thing Mr. Vonnegut wrote to bring the ideas from within his head to the masses. This book in this particular image is called Breakfast of Champions.
As I’m falling asleep now, I have to call it quits for the night, but I’ll be sure to write more about the book when I’m done.
ETA: Excuse the rough drawing — that’s the best I could muster on my trackpad, and it’s no felt marker.
January 5th, 2006 at 9:18 pm
This guy in my 20th Century Am Lit class that we like to call “the wanker,” because, well, he’s a wanker, notified his “friends”, rather loudly, that “I might be the only academic who hates Kurt Vonnegut. I know that’s terrible to say, but I hate Kurt Vonnegut!” I sat there, quietly seething and preparing sweet, sweet, bloggy revenge.