In the case of The Day the Crayons Quit, the writing and art style that Jeffers has fits perfectly with the storyline of letters written by crayons to their owner. As a concept, the book is a winner. I love to imagine inanimate objects having a life while you’re not looking, and getting letters from them as a child would be awesome.
The book includes ‘letters’ from red, purple, beige, grey, white, black, green, orange, yellow, blue, pink and peach crayons to a boy called Duncan complaining about their lot (over use, under use, repetitive use, nakedness etc) and beseeching him to improve their lives. Which he does, in a fab way.