“You were sick, but now you’re well again, and there’s work to do.”

Pandemics, timequakes, free will, and what comes next

Timequake, Kurt Vonnegut’s final novel, is a tricky beast. His work had always trampled over the borders between fiction and non-fiction (“That was I. That was me. That was the author of this book.”) and Timequake lives almost solely in those borderlands. It’s a…