Vonnegut makes readers life very easy. From the very first page, readers can easily tell it is full of sarcasm.

So, as I said before, the protagonist is trying to write a story about what happened when he was a prisoner of war. He recalls that: "The best outline I ever made, or anyway the prettiest one, was on the back of a roll of wallpaper. I used my daughter's crayons, a different color for each main character. One end of the wallpaper was the beginning of the story, and the other end was the end, and then there was all that middle part, which was the middle." [6-7]

The fact that he HAS to mention that the best outline he ever made of his story was "the prettiest" seems to make it all fickle. Where it has been drawn seems almost unbelievable. I mean for one thing, an author who has an important story would not have written the backbone of their story onto something so perishable. Assuming of course, this roll of wallpaper was going to be in use. Using his daughter's crayons, again, downplay the significance of the event he is trying to tell the audience. It all seems like it's child's play. There is nothing serious about it. As a reader, I'm thinking that maybe he's not even trying to write a story about Dresden. Maybe he is but is blocking out the memories because there's some secret horror behind it.