The Devils Wore Prada

So you’re a writer in the year 2025. You’re still waiting for the 100-or-so (pre-tax) bucks to hit your bank account for the freelance piece that was published months ago. You’re revising your dating app profile, wondering whether putting “writer” is actually a net positive (‘Oh, you’re a writer? Like a blogger? Or… a Substacker?’). You’ve just read a really good new novel, but few have even heard of it, so you chat up the usual friends you discuss this with. You all like and hate the same stuff, though, so it’s always the same. But it’s still fun.