Warning, this article contains nothing but spoilers.
Charlaine Harris recently wrapped up the Sookie Stackhouse books with Dead Ever After, and True Blood returns to us this Sunday. If I was a betting man, I would say that this is likely to be the last season of the show. The storyline has gotten a little ridiculous, and I'd be lying if I didn't admit that my main motivation to continue coverage this year was to see Rutina Wesley and Kristin Bauer van Straten cement their new relationship with copious amounts of copulation.
And the music still kicks ass, of course. So see you on Rocks Off on Monday morning.
For now, though, it's time to talk about the books. Thirteen novels is a whole lot of one protagonist. In terms of word count, Sookie is up there with the likes of Sherlock Holmes. Hell, even the modern vampire queen Anne Rice only made it to 12 books in the Vampire Chronicles, and she didn't even stay focused on the same character in all of them.
Yet Sookie's ending, to me, perfectly wrapped up her entire story arc wonderfully. We're far enough down in this article now that I feel safe stating it baldly. Sookie winds up with Sam Merlotte, owns part of the bar that has been her home base for so long, and learns to accept herself and her life in Bon Temps free from constant judgment. She winds up whole and alive, and that's how it always should have been.