Palm Sunday: An Autobiographical Collage [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Biography &Amp; Autobiography)
  • Author:  Vonnegut, Kurt
  • Author:  Vonnegut, Kurt
  • ISBN-10:  0385334265
  • ISBN-10:  0385334265
  • ISBN-13:  9780385334266
  • ISBN-13:  9780385334266
  • Publisher:  Dial Press Trade Paperback
  • Publisher:  Dial Press Trade Paperback
  • Pages:  320
  • Pages:  320
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Apr-1999
  • Pub Date:  01-Apr-1999
  • SKU:  0385334265-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0385334265-11-SPLV
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“[Kurt Vonnegut] is either the funniest serious writer around or the most serious funny writer.”—Los Angeles Times Book Review

In this self-portrait by an American genius, Kurt Vonnegut writes with beguiling wit and poignant wisdom about his favorite comedians, country music, a dead friend, a dead marriage, and various cockamamie aspects of his all-too-human journey through life. This is a work that resonates with Vonnegut’s singular voice: the magic sound of a born storyteller mesmerizing us with truth.

“Vonnegut is at the top of his form, and it is wonderful.”—Newsday“[Kurt Vonnegut] is either the funniest serious writer around or the most serious funny writer.”Los Angeles Times Book Review

“Vonnegut is at the top of his form, and it is wonderful.”NewsdayKurt Vonnegut’s black humor, satiric voice, and incomparable imagination first captured America’s attention inThe Sirens of Titanin 1959 and established him as “a true artist” (The New York Times) withCat’s Cradlein 1963. He was, as Graham Greene declared, “one of the best living American writers.” Mr. Vonnegut passed away in April 2007.Chapter One


The First Amendment

I am a member of what I believe to be the last recognizable generation of full-time, life-time American novelists. We appear to be standing more or less in a row. It was the Great Depression which made us similarly edgy and watchful. It was World War II which lined us up so nicely, whether we were men or women, whether we were ever in uniform or not. It was an era of romantic anarchy in publishing which gave us money and mentors, willy-nilly, when we were young–while we learned our craft. Words printed on pages were still the principal form of long-distance communicatiol#”

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