The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore is an animated film and new book app for the iPad that should inspire writers and readers alike. Ironically, I first saw this film the same day I received a critique from a novel contest I entered last year. In the words of the people that produced the animated short …
Inspired in equal measures, by Hurricane Katrina, Buster Keaton, The Wizard of Oz, and a love for books, “Morris Lessmore” is a story of people who devote their lives to books and books who return the favor.
It takes a little over 15 minutes to view this delightful film but is well worth the time. Just don’t forget about me when you’re finished because Fantastic Flying Books are why I Keep on Writing.
We writers do a lot of strange and torturous things on this crazy road toward publication. We often write for years before even thinking about letting anyone else take a look at what we’ve written. Then we join groups of like-minded masochists and subject ourselves to each other’s awkward and sometimes painful attempts at self-expression.
Somewhere along the way in this phase we actually finish a novel or other book and decide to take a plunge in the deep end of the literary pool. And this is where the fun really begins.
- If we go the traditional route (as I have so far) we find an agent, promise to give him or her 15% of anything we ever make on that book, and proceed to do what none of us are wired to do – WAIT, and WAIT, and WAIT.
- Tired of waiting we do things we hope will grease the wheels of publication justice. Most notably we join associations, attend conferences, and enter recognized contests. It’s a gamble of sorts: If I win a notable contest then perhaps some publisher will see the light and give my agent a call or like 99% of us, chances are I won’t win because only a few can.
This brings me back to the critique that came in the mail. Long story short, out of a couple hundred entrants I made it to the second round (whatever that means) but didn’t make it to the top 10. I already knew this but was looking forward to seeing the judge’s reasons.
Some of the observations were invaluable. I do need to work on mechanics more. I hated grammar in high school but loved literature. Reason being; I didn’t like rules but could get inside teachers’ heads and tell them what they wanted to hear about a story. Loving to read didn’t hurt either. But dangling participles and split infinitives – are you kidding me?
Then came critiques that made me wonder if the judge perhaps got my manuscript mixed up with someone else. Here are just a couple of examples of the judge’s remarks along with my humble observation:
- The code breaker Hu was at times brilliant … but in other times a moron, in thinking he could just disappear in the mountains while a manhunt for him was on. – Okay, except Hu had no idea anyone would be looking for him except the person he left behind in another city. That is plainly stated in the scene in question.
- Rachel was intelligent and insightful, so she helped the elements of the story move along at a good pace while adding some sexual tension in the story. – Thanks for the compliment but just one problem; Rachel was feared by everyone, called Iron Pants behind her back, and was in no way romantically involved with any character in the story.
This is the point where I take a deep breath and remember why I write. Fantastic flying books are why I write. Words are wonderful things that have a life of their own. So for now, I’ll take my lumps, learn what I can from these observations, keep on writing, and believe someday those words will land where God wants them to land.
How about you? What can you learn from the criticisms that come your way? Are you learning from them at all? Since they’ve already landed at your feet you might as well make the most of them.

