I NEED MY MONSTER

Fretting that he won’t be able to get to sleep with Gabe, his favorite under-the-bed monster, who has gone off on a fishing trip, a lad holds auditions for a temporary replacement. Unfortunately, the applicants are just not scary enough, despite full complements of talons, googly eyes and like monsterly accoutrements. Displaying a dab hand for accurately rendered fine detail and massy, solid-looking figures, McWilliam depicts a succession of outsize Monsters, Inc.–style creatures bulging up from beneath the young narrator’s bed and then retreating grumpily after his polite rejections—until, at last, a pair of huge red eyes and “an ominous puddle of drool” signals the return of his customary bogey. “No other monster can scare me like you!” the child declares happily, and settles down for another untroubled night. A clever anxiety-defuser and an unusually well done double-debut. (Picture book. 5-8)