When I was eighteen a palm reader said my career line faded halfway up, meaning that in my thirties I would probably become a "hausfrau." Ever since then, I've had a bad habit of looking at my palm and checking to see if the line has gotten any longer. Not to have a career (even if I had a secure, loving family) would be, for me, the most boring and depressing thing imaginable.
Here is the article, about the pitfalls of being a woman author/woman literary or journalistic presence in this digital age. A coworker at the writing center sent it to me and I read it all, and appreciated it. Well-worn territory, but still.