To the reader:
I guess if you're going to be perusing this here bloggo, there are some things you should know.
First: I have constructed my entire blogging existence on a very oblique pun. Have you ever seen the 1965 epic romance Doctor Zhivago? Me neither. But it's one of my mom's favorites, and I have fond memories of falling asleep as massive amounts of snow fell on Omar Sharif and Julie Christie and their tragic love.
So, when deciding to enter the outdated exercise is narcissism that is internet blogging, I settled on the mantle of 'dr she bloggo' for myself, and it's mostly apt. I blog about ladies a lot, so that part's true. The 'doctor' part is probably all ego. I'm not a real doctor! I'm not pretending to be one, either! I just needed a pun!
Which leads me to my next point. When I first started this blog, I tried to channel those 18th-century Enlightened thinkers and found everything on reason. Watertight arguments, and all that. This is the internet, after all! If someone's reading, someone's counterpointing - or, worse, being a dick about their opinion. Now, I've been very fortunate. Dickish encounters have been few and far between, and I'm immensely grateful.
But still, my attitude has changed. Know this: everything here is opinion. I'll back it up with reasons and evidence as best I can, but ultimately, it's just what I think. If you disagree, feel free to share the opinion, back it up as best you can, and ride off peaceably in the sunset knowing you've made your case. Everybody thinks differently.
Now, some ancient history: I used to write a lot about Glee, when it was a charming little musical comedy with snark and heart. I loved it then. Since then, however, Glee has changed. What I think about Glee has changed with it. If you'd like to read the snippets of my evolving opinions of Glee, you can find a complete archive here. If you'd like to read the Glee spec script I wrote for a third-party contest, you can find it here.
In the spaces between Glee, I began writing generally about storytelling and feminism. I have a filmmaking education, so I tend to think too much about writing and directing choices. I'm a fussy moviegoer, a devoted television viewer, and a cranky media consumer. I get grumpy about the lack of diversity in Hollywood, and the way diversity is represented in the media in general. While I have filmmaking background, I don't have any formal education in women's studies, LGBT studies, or critical race theory. I'm still learning. If you know a resource you think I could learn from, please feel free to send it my way. I'm best reached over at my Tumblr, via the ask box or submit form.
A compendium of everything I've written on this site can be found here.
Enough of this blithering. You'll see enough wordiness the millisecond you start clicking around. So, thanks for reading! I always appreciate people reading, and thinking, and responding.
ps. I used to agonize over this accursed pun I'd chosen to call myself, but then Retta said she liked it and I'm just shallow enough to be okay with it now. Although... her Twitter handle is @unfoRETTAble, so maybe we're just two puns in a pod.