Any time you can transform hundreds of hours of binge-watching your favorite TV show into a paid byline, life is grand.
Last week, my essay about Buffy–edit, my word-geeking about the greatest show to ever feminism–was published at Salon. I’ve never been published at Salon before. I’ve never had work published anywhere with as much reach. The fact that I hit such a milestone on the hem of one of Buffy’s still-fabulous leather trenches is delicious.
But honest to god, it was just so fun to write. Continue reading