G is for One Gzonk!
“Handsomely designed, this wacky wonder will wow Woos of all ages” – School Library Journal
“If Shel Silverstein and Dr. Seuss had collaborated on an ABC book, it might have resembled this fantastically fun farce by Tony DiTerlizzi” – Cookie magazine
“This is a book — just like Seuss — that has magic in the sounds and pictures” – Desert Morning News
“As it turns out, numbers and letters — Creachlings and Woos — have a certain affinity for each other, a marriage that could only be imagined by a zany master like DiTerlizzi” – The San Diego Union
Welcome to my silly dilly
take on ABC
It’s lots of fun and really odd,
as you will quickly see
For they’re no “leaping lizards” here
No “bears that bounce a ball”
In fact, these zany critters have
never been seen at all!
So turn the page and cast a gaze
on this menagerie,
but don’t forget the beasts within
were all made up by me!
– Tiny DiTerlooney
Kirkus Reviews
(Starred review) In memorable homage to his dedicatees Dr. Seuss and Edward Lear, DiTerlizzi introduces an unruly alphabet of imaginary “creachlings,” colored in flat hues to evoke the printing processes of the previous century’s middle decades and described in sprightly verse. Bidding readers, “say good-bye to boring books / where ‘bears can bounce a ball,’ ” the author, who portrays himself in the pictures as an owlish lad wielding a paintbrush, starts out conventionally enough-”A is for an Angry Ack. / He eats your dirty clothes. / His favorite snack is stinky socks / with jam packed in the toes.” Soon, however, he finds himself struggling with entries that wander in out of order, thanks to a multiplying coterie of floating, beanlike “Teedle-Weenie Woo” that, being numbers rather than letters, make a bid to hijack the whole project. Ultimately, he comes to an accommodation with the interlopers, but his effort to kick off a “123″ after reaching the “Zanderiffic Zibble Zook” takes an ominous turn when Ack and company pop back into view. Fans of If I Ran the Zoo (1950), or silly alphabets in general, will delight in tracking the burgeoning chaos while trying to wrap their tongues around the droll monikers of this manic menagerie. (Picture book. 6-8)


