One of my favourite authors of all time is Kurt Vonnegut and every year I reread at least two of his books – Slaughterhouse-Five in the spring and whatever catches my fancy in the summer. Why? Cause there is so much depth in his work that I get something new out of every reading. This summer I’m devoting some time to these two books:
|Ten years apart.|
Much like my obsession with Oscar Wilde, I’ve picked up almost every Vonnegut first printings I’ve found at The Monkey’s Paw. I’ve had these two for a while now, having picked them up a month apart last summer, but never had the time to read any non-Bibliomat books due to the reading experiment that engulfed my 2013.
The first book is the 1979 printing of Jailbird. I had read this one while in university, long before the name Kilgore Trout became familiar and remember liking it a lot back then.
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Should be interesting rereading it again after having ten years of life experience and a lot more understanding of political history.
The second book is Hocus Pocus, printed in 1990. Funny enough, I have never read this despite it being one of his few books that was published after I was born. Picked up for less than the Canadian cover price, it was steal.
|This was an expensive book...|
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One of my few buying regrets was not snapping up the first edition of Breakfast of Champions I saw on the shelf the very first time I stepped foot into the store. Thinking it would be there the next time I came back, I passed up on it only to find it gone when I returned the next day. So it goes.