12 April 2007
And so on.
I found out about two hours ago that my favorite author Kurt Vonnegut has died. It is really late and I am leaving for Montreal in a few hours, but I wanted to draw his portrait right away. I have been reading Vonnegut novels since I was thirteen, beginning with The Sirens of Titan. For me it is strange that he died now because I have been going through a phase of rereading his work. And I am actually near the end of Breakfast of Champions (one of my favorites). And I had already packed Slapstick to read on my vacation. Ive always had a fantasy of hearing him speak or lecture, especially because he often taught on Cape Cod. So I'm feeling sort of sad. And tired.