Here's the first book in the hilarious Moxy Maxwell series, which includes Moxy Maxwell Does Not Love Writing Thank-you Notes and Moxy Maxwell Does Not Love Practicing the Piano. It wasn't as if Moxy hadn't tried to do her summer reading. She and Stuart Little had been inseparable all summer, like best friends. If Stuart Little wasn't in her backpack, it was in her lap . . . or holding up the coffee table . . . or getting splashed when Moxy went swimming. But now it's the end of August—the day before fourth grade. And if Moxy doesn't read all of Stuart Little immediately, there are going to be "consequences."
It may look like Moxy is doing nothing, but actually she is very busy with a zillion highly crucial things—like cleaning up her room (sort of) and training her dog and taking a much-needed rest in the hammock. Just look at the pictures her twin brother Mark takes to document it all—they're scattered throughout—and you'll see why it's so difficult to make time for a book about a mouse.
Of course our heroine does manage to finish her book, falling so in love with it that she finds herself reading under the covers with a flashlight, late into the night.
From the Hardcover edition.
About Valorie Fisher
I was born Ohio in 1957. My siblings were born in Alabama and California, and when I was seven we crossed the Atlantic Ocean leaving Swarthmore, Pennsylvania for “Swinging” London. We lived in London for the next seven years, where I grew up on humbugs, bubble and squeak, Mary Poppins, and Monty Python’s Flying Circus.
When I was fourteen, my family packed up again, this time crossing the English Channel to Italy. For the next three years, we lived in Milan and Rome, where I happily adapted to gelato, Giotto, fettuccine and Fellini. After finishing high school, I returned to London for a year and worked as a photographer’s assistant.
In 1975, I crossed the Atlantic again to study art at the Museum School in Boston. Four years later with a BFA from Tufts University and the Museum School, I moved to New York City to be a struggling artist. I struggled successfully over the next twenty years working with art galleries, museums, photography collections, and as a photographer, and prop stylist. My gypsy gene inspired travels to India, Mexico, Italy, Spain, Portugal and France. Somewhere along my zigzagged path, I met my husband, had two children and moved to a 200-year-old farmhouse in the northwest corner of Connecticut. In 2000 inspired by the birth of my second child, I wrote and illustrated my first children’s book, My Big Brother. Since then, I have written and/or illustrated six more books, When Ruby Tried to Grow Candy, High Can a Dinosaur Count?, Ellsworth’s Extraordinary Electric Ears, My Big Sister, Nonsense! (by Edward Lear) and Moxy Maxwell Does Not Love Stuart Little (by Peggy Gifford).
“WITH ITS BRILLIANTLY accessible application of a usually complex narrative technique, this work represents a significant raising of the bar for writers of chapter books. Technique or no technique, kids will recognize Moxy—and they will love her.”—Kirkus Reviews, Starred
“Gifford’s depiction of an overly exuberant nine-year-old may remind some readers of Lois Lowry’s Gooney Bird Greene.”—School Library Journal
“The short, sassy chapters have an immediacy that may have readers wringing their hands as the clock ticks down.”—Booklist