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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