I’ve written about being a power hog before—someone who is finely attuned to where power sits in any situation (and in whom) and the flow of that power—and one of the corollaries of being a power hog is being a Really Jealous Bitch. When you are as desirous of power as I am, it’s inevitable that you are also a really jealous person. (Can you even desire power without being jealous of others’ power? Is that even a possible orientation?)
Being a Really Jealous Bitch means feeling jealous early and often. When I see someone announcing a big accomplishment in publishing nowadays, like writing a bestseller or having their book greenlit for a film/TV adaptation, my first thought isn’t, Wow, good for them. My first thought is, I hate them; good for them. These thoughts come to the same complimentary landing spot, but the intrusion of jealousy in the first instance is emblematic of a Really Jealous Bitch.
A Really Jealous Bitch, however, does not mean harboring deep and unwavering resentment (a…