Brace yourself, for the end is nigh! This Friday Wilson reviews Vonnegut’s final novel, Timequake. But remember from Slaughterhouse-five:
It is just an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever.
There are no ends or beginnings, just different moments in an infinite timescape. Stay with us on our telegraphic and schizophrenic journey. Jump through time, like Billy Pilgrim himself and explore some old essays at The Vonnegut Review website.
And visit your local library or bookstore to get of a copy of Timequake for this Friday.