I have a soft spot for Halloween (*cough* profile picture *cough*), and all things Halloween-related. Especially picture books that depict spooky things that go bump in the night. My recent discovery, Keith Graves’ Frank Was a Monster Who Wanted to Dance, fits nicely into that category.
Frank is a decrepit monster who’s determined to dance! Donning his fanciest duds, and dumping a jar of ants down his pants (for good measure), Frank hightails it to the theater and jumps on stage to make his dancing debut.
To rave reviews! That is, until Frank literally starts coming apart at the seams. But who needs an arm, or an eyeball, or a brain when you’re having a good time?