Frankenbunny

Jill Esbaum (Author) Alice Brereton (Illustrator)
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Product Details

Price
$16.95
Publisher
Sterling Children's Books
Publish Date
November 07, 2017
Pages
40
Dimensions
8.7 X 0.5 X 10.9 inches | 0.95 pounds
Language
English
Type
Hardcover
EAN/UPC
9781454921721

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About the Author

Jill Esbaum is the award-winning author of many picture books, including I Am Cow, Hear Me Moo! and I Hatched! (both Penguin). She also enjoys writing a variety of nonfiction books for National Geographic Kids, including the popular Angry Birds Playground series. Jill has also written many popular Sterling titles, including Teeny Tiny Toady, Elwood Bigfoot, and If a T. Rex Crashes Your Birthday Party. Jill lives in Dixon, IA. Learn more at jillesbaum.com and picturebookbuilders.com.

Alice Brereton grew up in Minneapolis, MN, and is absurdly proud of that fact. Her artwork is colorful, textured, shape oriented, and always strives to be quirky or "smile inducing." Alice has won many awards from her school, the Academy of Art University, and was an Adobe Design Achievement Awards Semifinalist in 2011 and 2013. She keeps them in a nice humble pile next to her collection of dinosaur and donkey figurines.

When Alice was 9 her imaginary friend was a gigantic Tyrannosaurus that she liked to imagine eating her best friends. Her favorite food is "pickled anything," and if she were not an illustrator Alice would be at the bottom of a sea in a submarine discovering new kinds of sea life and naming them ridiculous names . . . one day the "Tooty-McFlippery-Banana Butt" will be found!

Reviews

"To the certain delight of all younger sibs everywhere, Spencer exacts sweet revenge on his big brothers Leonard and Bertram after he discovers that they are just playing a prank with their terrifying warnings about a red-eyed closet monster with 'crusty fangs' and 'ginormous claws.' Neither parental reassurances nor Spencer's own conviction that monster's aren't real stand up under the pressure ('Brave is hard in the dark)--but, coming upon his tormentors' written plan one day when they're out, he secretly assembles a monster of his own from found materials, waits until they're asleep that night, and bursts out of their bedroom closet with a roar. The result is all he (and readers) could hope for. Brereton sets the lurid climax up nicely by placing her family of bunnified humans in domestic surroundings that, even in broad daylight, have an ominous, shadowy cast. Magnanimous in victory, Spencer resolves to reassure his trembling brothers that monsters aren't real: 'First thing in the morning.' Bwa ha ha." --Booklist