You get emails like this (links mine):
Hi there,My boyfriend works at [redacted] and he just told me they are hiring a [redacted]. I bet you would be good at this!
The idea of leaving Manhattan permanently irritates me.
Maybe young women don’t wonder whether they can have it all any longer, but in case any of you are wondering: of course you can have it all. What are you going to do? Everything, is my guess. It will be a little messy, but embrace the mess. It will be complicated, but rejoice in the complications. It will not be anything like what you think it will be like, but surprises are good for you. And don’t be frightened: you can always change your mind. I know: I’ve had four careers and three husbands.
Fuck them is what I say. I hate those e-books. They cannot be the future. They may well be. I will be dead. I won’t give a shit.