Brian Jacques is dead. Old news. If you're reading to post a comment telling me that, then just fuck off.
February Fifth. Brian Jacques died of a heart attack.
The last of the old master storytellers is gone. The torch has been dropped. Somehow, someone, maybe a group of us, must pick up that torch and continue the long gone tradition. Of good, old tales of heart and hope and courage, love, villains and heroes, freedom, so many things that so many just don't write. Tales where you know the ending, but read anyway, to see how they get to it. Where you cry over a death. Where you cheer over a victory. Where you talk to the book, comments like "No, don't!" "It's over there, fur-brain!" "Oh no..."

The final book he wrote, The Rouge Crew, comes out in May. I'm going to get a copy if I have to wrestle it from somebody's cold, dead, hands.

My tributes:
FF: [link]
FP: [link]
DA: [link]
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