I always want Meg Wolitzer to be harder-hitting, but she writes better than almost anyone else about how young people fumble through life trying to figure themselves out, and she does it here too. I enjoyed it and I liked the reflections about first- and second-wave feminists trying to make sense of each other and of how feminism and capitalism can manage to coexist. It's enjoyably smart middlebrow writing.

Be warned, it's a very white lady book and more or less acknowledges that so don't go looking for depth of intersectional politics.