A Message From a Hot Man
The total count of Hot Men of Children's Literature who have heard from in some manner climbs to 2 this week. Note the following:
Dear Miss Fuse,
It has come to my attention that I am to be considered ‘hotter’ than some guy named Philip Nel.
What has Philip Nel ever done to you?
Let me say for the record that I, catagorically, am not hot. I am ‘luke-warm’ on a good day.
In the interest of proper catogorizing (you are a librarian, no?), I suggest a new sub-heading of “Ehh…” for me and other unfortunate ‘tepid men of children’s lit’ you may encounter in the future (in order of tepidity, obviously).
If you insist on your inaccurate labeling of my relative heat, I will be forced to direct you to my forthcoming “YOU CAN NEVER FIND A RICKSHAW WHEN IT MONSOONS”, a graphic memoir of a year-long trip around the world I made 15 years back. This eccentric volume features a distressingly ‘Everybody Wang-Chung Tonite’ period author photo.
PS: Brian S. and Kadir N., who admittedly possess heat, will join me in an exhibit this May at the Eric Carle Picture Book Museum. The hottest member of the show? Betsy Lewin.
I responded in kind. And no, we will not be establishing a Tepid Men of Children's Literature. Sorry, folks. In my reply I made a not-so-mild lunge for his new book and re-established his hotness on the old Blogroll to your right. Now go pre-order his book immediately.
At this rate I can someday work on the old Hot Men of Children's Literature calender. Oh, Rob Scotton......