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Sookie, Sookie, Sookie

Some of my favourite people are to be found between the pages of a book, I am always sad when it is time to say goodbye to any of them. I shall miss Sookie Stackhouse, the heroine of a series of novels by Charlaine Harris, she is unlike the other heroines of vampire novels. Sookie is not a screamer, she is eminently sensible, hard headed and a repository of old fashioned values like loyalty and hard work. I have grown very fond of Sookie, but now, sadly, it is time to say goodbye.

Sometimes one knows that it is right to bid adieu; Harry Potter had finished school and destroyed his enemies, Frodo had destroyed the One Ring and outgrown the Shire. Sherlock Holmes’ writer died  although, come to think of it, Holmes shows no sign of doing likewise, he practises literary reincarnation, he has regenerated more often than Doctor Who! I suppose we should expect a writer’s creations to pass away with them, but now that’s far from inevitable as  some characters become a franchise and the job of writing them passes from writer to writer.

One character who died, and whom I miss, is Inspector Morse. Interestingly, although he has not reappeared in print, the Morse television series has spawned two spin-offs, Lewis and Endeavour. Inspector Morse may be dead, but his spirit lives on. I can understand that some writers may become tired, even bored of their characters. Some may even just want to try something new, they may feel they have explored and developed a character as far as is possible and to proceed further would actually detract from what made the character absorbing.

There are many characters and writers I have loved over many years who made my world a better place; Sherlock Holmes and Professor Challenger by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,
The Famous Five and Noddy by Enid Blyton,
Dirk Pitt by Clive Cussler,
Rincewind, Death, Commander Vimes and all the inhabitants of Discworld by Sir Terry Pratchett (he’s been accused of literature, don’t you know?)
Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome,
Gandalf, Gollum and all in JRR Tolkein’s Middle Earth,
Biggles by Capt WE Johns.
I have fought the French with Hornblower and Sharp, and ridden the steppes with Genghis Khan.
I have lost myself utterly in the Ramayana and Mahabharata, thoroughly immersed myself in Jane Austen’s England and
I love to read anything by the great Maurices, Walsh and West. I hope the list is endless.

As long as writers write, because I can read, I shall always have crimes to solve, battles to fight, evils to defeat and new lands and worlds to explore, but I shall miss Sookie Stackhouse.


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