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    <![CDATA[Think of <em>Timequake</em>, Kurt Vonnegut's 19th and last novel (or so he says), as a victory lap. It's a confident final trot 'round the track by one of the greats of postwar American literature. After 40 years of practice, Vonnegut's got his schtick down cold, and it's a pleasure--if a slightly tame one--to watch him go through his paces one more time. <p> <em>Timequake</em>'s a mongrel; it is half novel, half memoir, the project of a decade's worth of writer's block, a book &quot;that didn't want to be written.&quot; The premise is standard-issue Vonnegut:  &quot;...a timequake, a sudden glitch in the space-time continuum, made everybody and everything do exactly what they'd done during past decades, for good or ill, a second time...&quot; Simultaneously, the author's favorite tricks are on display--frequent visits with the shopworn science fiction writer Kilgore Trout, a Hitchcockian appearance by the author at the book's end, and frequent authorial opining on love, war, and society.</p>]]>
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  <read_at>Wed Nov 11 08:53:01 -0800 2009</read_at>
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