Recently I saw a beautiful young woman in the middle of the street, bawling her eyes out.   I rushed over and asked what was wrong.

Her eyes remained closed as she blubbered, “Where are the one-man planet-killer cyborgs?  Where are the wireframe exoskeleton-wearing commandos?  Where is the dystopian Luke Skywalker/Neo/Bruce Wayne analog?  O. M. G. [pronounced each letter succintly].  I [huge inhale, hitching and sobbing] CAN’T [gasping inhale #2] EVEN!!!!”

I knew exactly what to do.

I guided her to the link to buy Echo:  Buy Echo (also available on Kobo, nook, and ibooks) and she began reading it, appeased and happy.

You need to buy this book.  For all the young women That.  Can’t.  Even.  Echo volume 1