Jake Cline: The Last Book I Loved, Mother Night
If he had not been such a pacifist, Kurt Vonnegut would have made a hell of a boxer.
I say this knowing full well that Vonnegut was not an impressive physical specimen. His posture was miserable, his countenance was haggard and his lungs were lacquered with so much tar from smoking unfiltered Pall Malls you’d have thought he’d spent his life paving interstate highways. And no self-respecting prizefighter would ever have entered a ring with that tumbleweed hair. …more

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When I grow up, I want to be Mattie Ross. Of course, a legion of realities stands between me and this goal, chief among them: