Had to set aside Martin The Warrior by Brian Jacques about 1/3 of the way through.

I keep coming back to the Redwall books every year or so, because I loved the TV series as a kid, and enjoyed the books then as well.

But every time I crack them open as an adult, I’m reminded of how much better suited they are for a younger me.

Every story is extremely well-written (Jacques originally started the series to cater to blind children, so his use of crafting visuals with words is well-honed). But the black & white morality of the characters makes the stories too predictable, and the characters (while charming for the most part) are usually remixes of characters from previous books.

All in all, they’re great books, but just not very compelling to me any more.