Good piece, Sean, and a careful examination of a writer few realized went much further than Slaughterhouse Five. It’s also interesting this idea that he’s been living on borrowed time. As he admitted, “I spend too long on the rug with the dog late at night. He eventually gets up and leaves, feeling embarrassed, I suspect.” Vonnegut was a wonderfully unique, self-effacing man whose humor was, at times, a little above and beyond most people, but funny nonetheless. Thanks for the post.

I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.

I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.