SHE

She: Being a woman is like running on a treadmill; you don’t “quite” get anywhere. You pick up each day from where you left the previous day. In these pages, we celebrate waxing woes and bad hair days, tick the boxes and break the rules, and apologize for getting old and feeling guilty when promoted at work. We speak of unwanted advice, as we offer some, too. We sigh, smile, and scorn. We observe, absorb, judge, and compare. We own our space. The subjects of the book are women I know. It’s not a case of pure coincidence but pure intention. No research has gone into the book unless you consider banter over drinks, on long-distance phone calls, or by water coolers.

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