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“The stranger had come to Tampa for only one reason – that his old bones had betrayed him. No matter how much his home in the North meant to him, no matter how little Florida meant to him – his old bones had cried out that they couldn’t stand another winter in the snow and cold.”  From “The Man Without No Kiddleys,” possibly written around August 1951.

Now up on The Vonnegut Portfolio Substack: The Shortridge High School Daily Echo, Part 1, a look at Kurt Vonnegut’s earliest writings in his high school newspaper. It’s free. I’m just doing it for fun! Thanks for checking it out!: 

Coming tomorrow, Thursday, August 13, 2026. The first long-form essay from The Vonnegut Portfolio Substack. It's free, I'm just doing it for fun. To get ready, check out the introduction to the site at:

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“Every so often you will go nuts. All of a sudden the cornfields get you. Fly to Chicago or New York. Cancel classes whenever you damn please. Nobody will be checking up on you.” – letter to Dick Gehman – August 10, 1967.               

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“Under a great spread net that was laced with rags, an artillery piece squatted in the woods, black and oily, its muzzle thrust at the night sky.” – from “D.P.,” published in Ladies’ Home Journal –  August 1953

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“I have spoken to several of the other contributors to the 50th anniversary issue [of Esquire Magazine], without revealing what I myself was paid for my piece, and have discovered that nobody was offered as little as I was offered…” – letter to Rust Hills, August 8, 1983.

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“Unstable as I am, I think it would be preposterous for me to think of writing for a living” – letter to fiancée Jane Cox – August 7, 1945.

Check out The Vonnegut Portfolio on Substack for an introductory message