"Brian Jacques was, for the longest time, my literary hero and still is. There's nobody who can replace his masterful turn of phrase and brilliant, lively characters. There's nobody who can write such beautiful, clever riddles and highlight the details of such a seemingly real world of woodland fantasy.
"I don't think there's ever been a world that I'd ever immersed myself so deeply in since I began reading, and even now, the lingering affections of my childhood favorites still warm my heart every time I come across a piece of Redwall-related work, regardless of how good or bad it is. I aspired to write like Jacques; to match his impeccable humor and wit, to render background and detail so vividly to write with a voice that reaches the readers, yet still delivers a sense of fanciful comfort and brooding danger when the atmosphere deems fit.
"He inspired me to write. To create. To seek a world beyond my own into which I, too, could draw in the consciousness of others and to further inspire them. I wanted to match the valorous deeds of Martin and his friends, to be as cunning and sharp as the hares of Salamandastron, to be great enough to clash with the greatest of the villains and their hordes. And, I wanted to touch the hearts of others as Ben and Ned always did to me, every time the bell rang.
"BJ, you'll be sorely missed, but your legacy will stay with us forever. Rest in peace, old friend."
TributeAs he had done for seasons innumerable, he walked the halls of the old abbey. He was passing the row of dormitory doorways, and yet he was in the dormitories, and in the kitchens, in the belltower, the gatehouse, the cellars, in every room, every corner, and every nook and cranny. He was everywhere, and yet here he was, stepping reverently over ancient stones, past the Great Hall. Few passed him; none saw him.
He was everywhere and nowhere. He was one creature, lingering forever in the home he had helped to make, and yet he was within each and every creature who had ever set paw in the Abbey, and many who hadn't. He would remain there foreve
"Brian Jacques was an incredible author He was a riddler, a poet, the hero, the villain, the comic relief, and always perfect. You never knew where his books would turn. Just when you thought you had the riddle pinned he'd flip your world up side down and leave you reeling When I found out that Brian Jacques's books had been written for the blind, the amazing amount of detail made sense. I'm sure that if I were blind this imaginary world would still be as real to my senses.
"I feel like I've lost a hero. It's strange to miss someone you never knew so much I wish I could have met him. Asked him about his ideas and characters and inspiration. Or even just have shaken his hand to say thanks for all the great adventures. Staying up late under the sheets with a flashlight just to read through just one more chapter or maybe two or the rest of the book. Get yelled at in summer camp for reading past lights out and snickering at the funny lines when I was supposed to be asleep
"Even though I'm sad for the loss of Brian Jacques I know darn well he won't be forgotten. His adventures and writing will live on. His characters will be immortal reminders of the brilliant man who dreamed up the mythical Redwall Abbey."