Timequake

Kurt Vonnegut's first full-length work in seven years--now in trade paperback! There's been a timequake. And everyone must relive the decade between February 17, 1991 and February 17, 2001. The trick is, everything has to be done "exactly" as it was the first time. Why? You'll have to ask the old science fiction writer, Kilgore Trout. This was all his idea.

"His funniest book since Breakfast of Champions... There are nuggets of Vonnegutian wisdom throughout". -- Newsweek

"Vonnegut is at his best". -- Atlanta Journal-Constitution

"Delightful...fun...plenty of Vonnegut gems for the taking". -- Publishers Weekly

"Hilarious...unsettling...exhilarating...This work has been a blessing". -- Valerie Sayers, New York Times Book Review

"Timequake is a novel by, and starring, Kurt Vonnegut...What Vonnegut does, and no one can do better, is give a big postmodern hug...You've got to love him". -- Washington Post Book World

"Humorous, sardonic...Timequake makes for irresistible reading that's loaded with more important truths than it lets on...Moralizing has never been funnier". -- Chicago Sun-Times

There's been a timequake. And everyone -- even you -- must live the decade between February 17, 1991 and February 17, 2001 over again. The trick is that we all have to do exactly the same things as we did the first time -- minute by minute, hour by hour, year by year, betting on the wrong horse again, marrying the wrong person again. Why? You'll have to ask the old science fiction writer, Kilgore Trout. This was all his idea.

"The Mark Twain of our times". -- Atlanta Journal & Constitution

"He is a satirist with a heart, a moralist with a whoopee cushion". -- Jay McInerney, New York Times

"We are lucky in our time to have a Kurt Vonnegut to prod us, scold us, astonish us, unnerve us, entertain us, and make us laugh". -- Cleveland Plain Dealer

"Vonnegut evokes the cynical chortle, the knowing grin, the inner laughter that soothes our troubled reflections...He's mad as hell and laughing all the way to the Apocalypse". -- Playboy