tldr; i was hesitant, but in the end i was able to fall in love i read this on a whim because i saw a musician i admire talking about it. i hadn’t taken the time to read any of vonnegut’s stuff before, so i decided, why not? at first the narration was a bit off for me. very dry, in ways. when i write my own stuff, i like to be really flowery and descriptive. i use a lot of metaphors to describe the characters’ feelings. kurt doesn’t do that here, and while it took me a minute to get used to it, i found myself absolutely falling in love with it. he’s descriptive in other ways, and gets across points without needing to embellish. the use of colors and specific phrases to throw back to other points of the book (“bobbing up and down, and up and down”) just tickles a certain part in my brain in the best way. i could get really far into analyzing the overall meaning, but i’m already waffling on enough as it is. the point here is that i LOVE this book. it became my favorite before i was ever done with it.

There are certain sections of the book that don’t make sense. Upon further review, certain lines are missing.

I found this book hard to follow but in the end the author is able to evoke feelings in the midst of, at times, unintelligible story lines.