Born 1922, Indianapolis, Indiana. Died 2007, New York, New York
Novels
- Player Piano. New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1952.
- The Sirens of Titan. New York: Dell, 1959.
- Mother Night. Greenwich, CT: Fawcett, 1962. New York: Harper & Row, 1966 (second edition, first hardcover publication, with a new introduction by the author).
- Cat’s Cradle. New York: Holt, Rinehart & Winston, 1963.
- God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. New York: Holt, Rinehart & Winston, 1965.
- Slaughterhouse-Five. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1969.
- Breakfast of Champions. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1973.
- Slapstick. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1976.
- Jailbird. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1979.
- Deadeye Dick. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1982.
- Galapagos. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1985.
- Bluebeard. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1987.
- Hocus Pocus. New York: Putnam, 1990.
- Timequake. New York: Putnam, 1997.
- Canary in a Cat House. Greenwich, CT: Fawcett, 1961.
- Welcome to the Monkey House. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1968.
- Bagombo Snuff Box. New York: G.P. Putnam Sons, 1999.
- God Bless You, Dr. Kevorkian. New York: Seven Stories Press, 1999.
- Happy Birthday, Wanda June. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1971.
- Between Time and Timbuktu. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1972.
- Sun/Star/Moon. New York: Harper & Row, 1980 (with illustrations by Ivan Chermayeff).
- Wampeters, Foma & Granfalloons. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1974.
- Palm Sunday. New York: Delcacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence, 1981.
- Fates Worse than Death. New York: Putnam, 1991.
10 Responses to “Kurt Vonnegut Has Come Unstuck In Time”
Aw, shit.
You shouldn’t have killed him then, killTrout.
It’s the Year of Vonnegut here in his hometown, and my wife and
her students were supposed to meet him in a couple weeks time. Lovely
man. I’m hoping we can tear down one of our surplus war memorials and
build one to him.
I discovered Breakfast Of Champions when I was in high school,
thanks to my sweet mother whose taste in literature I inherited. From
there, of course I avidly devoured everything of his that I could get my
hands on. Sirens of Titan and Cat’s Cradle were always my favorites.
Oh, his passing makes me sad.
[...] Kurt Vonnegut R.I.P. [...]
In the 1996 movie “Mother Night” starring Nick Nolte, Kurt
Vonnegut makes a brief but very noticeable appearance in the crowd scene
at the end. Eerily similar to the way Hitchcock used to pop into his
own films.
In the 50s he briefly worked as an author of ad copy and brochures for General Electric. Probably wrote “Player Piano” to purge the stuff out of his own head.
In the 50s he briefly worked as an author of ad copy and brochures for General Electric. Probably wrote “Player Piano” to purge the stuff out of his own head.
*sigh*
First HST, then Molly, now Kurt.
*sigh*
I would imagine that the earth herself is sad to see this one depart for transient planes.
First HST, then Molly, now Kurt.
*sigh*
I would imagine that the earth herself is sad to see this one depart for transient planes.
That’s terrible. It seems so weird that he’s not here anymore.
At least he had a long life instead of being unfairly taken while he was
young.
Considering what Kurt lost in WWII, in the bombing of Dresden and
in liberating the concentration camps, his life was, after a fashion,
cut very short, very young. We are all just damned lucky that he could
use that pain and tragedy as a form of expression that could change us
all for the better. But as gentle and human as he was, I always got the
feeling that he never stopped hurting from the horrors, and that he
never got those decades back that were stolen from him in Europe.
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