I’ve recently noticed something about children’s books.

Nothing.

Nothing has become something.

If there’s one requirement for a book, it’s that the book be about something. Because of this, nothing is the ultimate subversion – it makes sense that children’s book creators would want to toy with that.

In the past few years, the idea of nothing being something has been mined in a number of different ways.

As an antidote to the perceived business of modern life:

As empathy for the inevitable boredom of childhood:

As “be careful what you wish for” humor:

As a meditation on the meaning of nothingness:

And as the set-up for a reminder that no self-respecting book for kids is truly about nothing:

Here’s the thing about nothing: it can be anything you want.