Along with droves of my fellow rabid True Blood loyalists, otherwise known affectionately as “Trubies,” I sat perched upon the edge of my seat last night awaiting the season finale. The past year has been a mind-bending thrill ride of adrenaline-filled episodes, each more brilliantly perverse and warped than the last. As one of the highest-rated projects HBO has released in the past 10 years, the vampire series, created by Alan Ball and based on the Sookie Stackhouse novels by Charlaine Harris, has cemented itself as a revolutionary landmark in television history, capturing the hearts and imaginations of millions around the world with its raunchy, sexy, insanely creative spirit. Not since Blood Ties, Twin Peaks or the early days of X-Files have I, personally, been so completely addicted to a series that I even went so far as to make it a permanent date on my BlackBerry calendar. I suppose this is why I could not help but feel a bit disappointed in the conclusion of the second season of True Blood… Read the rest of my article on SciFi Wire!

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