I love the illustrations.  They’re fabulous, and combined with and intriguing title, they drew me in, but then the story fell flat. The subtitle is, “Young Mel Blanc…before he was the Man of 1,000 Voices.”  But the only parts of the book that told us anything about who Mel Blanc was are the flyleaf and the author’s note in the back — the parts kids don’t read.  The text of the body itself did nothing to develop this character or give the reader a reason to care about his imagination.