Vonnegut's literary time allows a reader to pause, to linger and perhaps to reflect. Narratives on the printed page permit and often encourage such interludes. But Eric Simonson's stage adaptation of the 1969 masterpiece allows no such digression.
Adapting a book for the stage can be tough. Especially if the book jumps around in time and involves trips to an alien world inhabited by single-eyed beings bearing more than a passing resemblance to toilet plungers.
Reading Letters, a collection of Kurt Vonnegut's letters, edited by Dan Wakefield, allowed me to connect with my grandfather by pretending that I was their recipient. Though he's a legend, his image became tattered through reading his words.