I'd argue the sci-fi books are often more overtly hopeful, in a weird, backwards Vonnegut way. 'Cat's Cradle' ends with ice-nine destroying the world, but Bokonon's last words suggest creating a new, kinder religion based on 'foma' (harmless untruths). 'God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater' is arguably social sci-fi, and it preaches that the only divine command is to 'love whoever is around to be loved.' The war novels, especially 'Slaughterhouse', seem to conclude that the only sane response to the universe is a kind of quiet, passive witnessing.
The prose itself feels tighter, more desperate in the war books. Sentences are shorter, more declarative, like he's trying to state the facts before he forgets or breaks down. The sci-fi prose can afford to be a bit more sprawling, digressive, and whimsical as it builds its alternate logic. It's the difference between a telegram from a disaster zone and a leisurely, annotated letter from an eccentric uncle who's been thinking too much.
I think the sci-fi gave him room to be more openly playful with language and invention—creating new words, religions, and cosmic principles. The war novels demanded a fidelity to the truth of feeling, which meant a more restrained, precise, and devastating use of plain language. The creativity in the war books is in structure and perspective, not in vocabulary.
I see the sci-fi as his laboratory. He could isolate variables—religion in 'Cat's Cradle', free will in 'Sirens of Titan', social structure in 'Player Piano'—and run wild experiments. The war novels were the raw, uncontrolled data that came from the real world. The lab results (sci-fi) are cleaner, more structured in their absurdity. The field data (war) is messy, heartbreaking, and refuses to be neatly explained by any theory.
The protagonists differ, I think. His war novel leads—Billy Pilgrim, Howard Campbell—are often hollowed-out men, defined entirely by the trauma inflicted upon them. They're reactive. Sci-fi protagonists like Malachi Constant or Eliot Rosewater are more active in their confusion, stumbling through bizarre systems trying to find purpose. Both are pawns, but the war pawns know who crushed them; the sci-fi pawns are trying to spot the player.
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Lurking this thread has been great. I never connected his short stories to his broader themes so clearly. I just finished 'Cat's Cradle' and am gonna dive into the short story collections next. This discussion gave me a much better lens to read them with. Thanks, all.