"ALEXANDER, WHO IS NOT (DO YOU HEAR ME? I MEAN IT!) GOING TO MOVE"

Having neither aged nor mellowed since his Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (1972), Alexander digs in his heels as the rest of the family packs up to move. Taking him as seriously as he apparently takes himself, his parents suggest he pay last visits to favorite people and places, so off he stomps, loudly declaring his intention to stay. Glasser is a skilled copyist; the black-and-white drawings, stated on the cover to be rendered ""in the style of Ray Cruz"" (he illustrated the first book), modernize clothing but leave furniture, family, and toys in a time warp. The resolution doesn't break new ground either; going-away presents, the promise of a puppy, and the prospect of a room of his own buy Alexander's consent. For Viorst, that's just treading water.