The book is called “Battle Bunny“. Here is the conceit: At it’s root, it’s an innocent little story that would fit in well with the Golden Books from the 1960’s. It’s Bunny’s birthday and he hops around visiting all of his friends who are pretending to not remember that it’s his birthday but, at the end, they hold a surprise party for him and a good time is had by all. But this book was given to Alex (and he might have been a hair too old for this book)… it seems that he has drawn in it and crossed out words and written in new ones to make this banal little story into a story about THE EVIL BATTLE BUNNY. The birthday bunny now has scars and an eyepatch and a bandolier. He’s taking on everybody in the forest and only Alex can stop him.
If you’ve got any young’uns (or old’uns) in your life who can appreciate a little bit of metafiction, you owe it to them to get them a copy of this book. But read it yourself first.
It’ll make you feel like a little kid again. But not *THAT* little.
So… what are you reading and/or watching?