04-12-2007, 08:56 PM
Quote:Originally posted by Bido
Yeah, it's true. Dead at 84... head injuries from a fall. Same way my dad went out. D=
This really fucked with my disposition. Vonnegut was the greatest writer of the second half of the twentieth century. My favorite has to be Slaughterhouse Five, Breakfast of Champions a close second. Slaughterhouse Five is probably my favorite novel actually... it taught me about mortality, regret, and how to be happy. He is actually the cornerstone of who I want to be as a writer. Now he's finally reunited with his parents, in that place where
"Everything is beautiful, and nothing hurt."
God Bless You, Mr. Vonnegut.
='(
Some say that his Sirens of the Titans is better then Slaughterhouse Five. But I can`t be a judge of that since I have yet to read any of his work (allthough I should).
Still, it is always sad when a good writers gets his pen taken away from him by death. Like I said, may he rest in peace.

