Images and text by Carter.
I read a lot of books. And when they are thirty-two pages, you can get through a bunch in one sitting. Old books, new books, sad books, funny books, some that sparkle, and some that are duds. Don’t you? I think it’s important to be a reader who can say ‘eh’ to something that doesn’t quite tickle your fancy. These little books are art after all, and your Van Gogh may be another person’s spilled scribble.
But this one. This one! Little Tug is an underdog story of the nautical type — but it’s a starry night and an enchanting iris to me. This teensy tug may look like scrappiest thing in the sea, but he’s got a huge job. He doesn’t have a lot of bells and whistles, but all of the boats need him. He’s small, but he’s important. Those little readers on your laps might see themselves in that little guy. You might see their sleepy-headed nights in him, too! The ending is a sweet surprise, and the whole story is wrapped up in stunning art and gorgeous tones of a day slipping away.