Who I Actually Work With

I don't read for everyone who asks, and I've stopped explaining why. Some people want a fortune — something handed to them that they can then sit back and wait for, the way you wait for weather. I'm not particularly interested in giving anyone a fortune. I'm interested in the people who want the harder thing: the truth about their own life, early enough to actually do something about it. Founders who suspect the company quietly became someone else's company while they were busy running it. Women deciding, again, whether this is the year they finally go. Men who built an empire and can't remember the last time anyone told them the truth without wanting something from them first.

If none of that is you, this will read like nothing in particular. If it is you, you already know it is, and you knew it two paragraphs ago.