Not 100% sure what to make of this book. It seems like a mixture of autobiographical elements with some quasi-surreal fiction elements which is actually rather entertaining, even if it is somewhat perplexing. It's almost like an expanded essay or speech, more than a novel; or a speech that has been intermingled with a novel. In any case, I enjoyed reading it and getting a glimpse into the mind of a celebrated American writer. I still have many more Vonnegut works to read and it will be interesting to see how this stacks up.