Hot Men of Children's Literature: Part 25 In a Series
I've had the few, the proud, the too often mortified Hot Men of Children's Literature nominated by publishers, fans, friends, you name it. This week, however, ye olde Fuse #8 reached a milestone when we received a nomination from a previous Hot Man of Children's Literature. Actually, the word "nomination" is a bit of a stretch. In the words of the nominator, "I have not, however anonymously, recommended Mr. [...] as a 'hot' man. I am hoping for provisonal probation. I want Mr. [...] to suffer". Which is to say, the nominator would prefer the following:
For the period of, say, six months, [...] would be a provisional, probationary ‘hot’ man. During this term he would be obligated to return to you a monthly proof of ‘heat’ in the form of images of him reading his humorous tomes to a group of adorable kittens or something of that nature. Should Mr. [...] live up to his obligations of heat, he may take my, anonymous, slot.The temptation to follow through on such a suggestion is immense. Men could compete to become Hot Men of Children's Literature. The mind boggles. Then the mind remembers that it is A) Married and B) Way too busy to spend its spare hours sifting through pics of insipient Hot Men baking fudge brownies or what have you.
There were other factors on the side of this week's male as well. First, I have received no more and no less than five e-mails, two within the last 7 days, begging me to include him. None, for the record, were from him. And these might have begun to sway me a tad, but it wasn't until I Googled the fellow myself that I was sold. Holy mother of all things bright and beautiful, that man is HOT! God knows when the last time was that I had a fellow on here that everyone (not the least my anonymous tipster) could agree upon.
Thus it is that I present to you at long long last, the man who basically comes off as not only talented but quite successful as of late, and a nice fellow to boot...
Jarrett J. Krosoczka
... or, if you don't mind ignoring the rubes surrounding him, he's the one dead center in the back...
If his name sounds familiar (rivaling only Jon Scieszka in terms of tongue twistiness), you may remember that it was his picture book Punk Farm that was acquired by Dreamworks earlier this year for future CGI goodness. All I care? His My Buddy, Slug was sent to me at my library yesterday and it's a hoot.
Do yourself a favor and check out his website. And he blogs too! Best of all, he has learned to harness the power of You Tube. Observe:
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