My name is Jenn Frank. I used to review video games. I like kids' books. I am not a mother. I don't know any kids, and I don't know you. I have no business telling you about kids' books at all. But I am fiercely protective of my own girlhood; here are some of my favorite books.
Aw! I used to always get an invisible ink Yes and Know book for the airplane. Usually a spy-themed one!
I had a nice Christmas! I got a radio controled car, and the book The Wind in the Willows. I also got Ben and Me, and The Cave of Time. They are both books. I also got The Mighty Man and Monster Maker. It is a kit that you can make monsters with. I also got the book James and the Giant Peach. It is a good book! I got a sweatband, and two lego sets. Me and my brother got a tape recorder! I also got a Yes and Know book. It is neat! I also got a Pogo book.
Amy Fusselman tackles kids’ books
Amy Fusselman is one of my favorite writers. Her zine, bunnyrabbit, was one of the first zines I ever read. Fifteen years ago! We’re talkin’ 15 years, here!
Anyway, she’s got a piece about children’s literature over at McSweeneys:
If you have children, you probably know The Fur Family, because it was written back in the Stone Age by Margaret Wise Brown, she of the positively creepy, Norman-Bates-ian maternal force that makes damn sure that the Runaway Bunny goes nowhere, thank you very much.
But this is not about that children’s classic, the sales of which could probably put my own children through college ten times over. This is about The Little Fur Family, which I myself owned. I remember having a tiny copy that was covered in grey fur, and who doesn’t like fur-covered books?
It isn’t reeeeaaaally entirely about kids’ books, as is Fusselman’s way, but you know.