It’s now officially the end of September (seriously, how did this happen?), and we’ve only picture book left for the month!
But, first things first: A huge thank you to all the lovely people who’ve been exploring the wonderful world of picture books with me. ♥ (Really. You all are lovely.)
And stay tuned, because more shenanigans may or may not be in the works here! Ahem.
And now that we’ve gotten all that out of the way?
It’s time to meet a certain Mr. Morris Lessmore, and his fantastic flying books.
In case you hadn’t noticed this fact already, you kind of can’t go wrong with William Joyce. You just can’t. And this is, in my opinion, the ultimate book for people that love books.
There are a lot of books out there for us booksluts, but this one is my all-time favourite of the lot.
It’s William Joyce.
The art is beyond beautiful. Look at this:
THERE IS A WOMAN FLYING ALONG ON BOOK-BALLOONS. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
And even beyond all that (because yes, this book is like an informercial, and WAIT! THERE’S MORE!), the entire book is a metaphor for books being like life. For books being life.
And even when the pages get blown about by the wind, your story itself never stops.