A neatly tailored, true-ringing look at advertising's upper echelons, written by a former head honcho of Ogilvy & Mather. But advertising is only the station where this train originates, since Korda's debut novel has mostly to do with the plight of aging female executives. And Becky Gargarin, Korda's heroine, is very executive, the Creative Head of Seton & Cecil, where she's slaved away for the last 27 years, loving every minute of it. But as this book opens, everything starts going wrong for her: She's about to hit the big 50, and her two kids have just left the nest; Becky's hubby, an artist and reformed alcoholic, has taken up with pretty little Zoe at A.A.; and, worst of all, Becky is kicked upstairs into a do-nothing job, leaving her post easy pickings for an Australian who calls her ""luv."" She puts up with the humiliation for a while, even after she learns that her mentor, the legendary Angus Seton, knows what's been going on. But what Becky gradually realizes is that she's been playing the good little girl for too long, that Seton & Cecil is a men's club with rules she doesn't care to learn. A frank look at her whole career shows that she's had to run twice as fast to keep pace with the sauntering big boys--and she doesn't like it. So she resigns, gets her domestic house in order, and goes on to a great new job. The happy ending may be the only tinny element here. Even so, the feminist vitriol is tonic, the woman-of-a-certain-age viewpoint fresh and convincing.