A few years ago I read an entire book before realizing I had already read it. I looked back at my Goodreads read list and realized I had no memory of about half of the books on there. So I built a new habit – (almost) every time I finish a book, I word-vomit my thoughts and emotions into a note on my phone. Sometimes they’re brief, sometimes they’re long-longwinded, sometimes they just ramble…and now I’m putting them here. Please enjoy the madness.
I love Vonnegut. I don’t know if that’s a hipster or cliche thing to say but I promise I’m not doing it for attention. Now I’ve read…6 of his books? The first one I remember was Sirens of Titan back in high school. I finally read this one even though I thought I had before (I hadn’t…though I still might have written a book report). Most of the time when I finished something by my good friend Kurt, I feel like I’m missing something. And with this one, I definitely feel like I’m missing some joke he is playing. Or a broader message. But I still loved it. He presents the most absurd things in the most banal, ordinary way so that sometimes you don’t know what’s supposed to be insanity or not.