Timequake

Kurt Vonnegut wasn’t too crazy about the first version of his latest (and, he says, last) book Timequake, which is part memoir, part rescued novel. As he writes in the introduction, “My great big fish, which stunk so, was entitled Timequake.” The book was originally going to be about a cosmic rerun, where the whole world does one decade over again exactly as it did before. However, after a decade in a writer’s block continuum, Vonnegut decided to jump ship and salvage what he could from the wreckage of “a novel that never wanted to be written.” He “filleted” the big stinky sucker, took its best parts out and made a “stew”, seasoning it with memories and personal anecdotes. Vonnegut’s alter ego, Kilgore Trout, the science fiction writer from previous novels (Slaughterhouse Five, Galapagos, Breakfast of Champions), looks back on his life as well when he meets up with Vonnegut at a clambake after history has repeated itself. Both authors discuss the idea of paralyzed “free will”, the loss of loved ones and why “being alive is a crock of shit”. Although it’s filled with Vonnegut’s unmistakable sarcasm and quirky insights, Timequakeisn’t a streamlined novel with a tightly bound plot and strictly directed characters. It’s a loose, free-flowing farewell from one of America’s most beloved voices in popular fiction.