This book sucks. It's boring and poorly written, and the author sounds like an idiot. She goes on at length about how she protects her business by making herself "indispensable" to the men who play her game, yet she has the game taken away from her multiple times. If I hadn't had insomnia last night, I would not have bothered finishing it.
She name drops repeatedly. One tidbit of minor interest: Tobey Maguire is a greedy jerk (at least according to the greedy jerk who wrote Molly's Game). Can't say I'm surprised.
On a positive note, this book has inspired me to make a belated New Year's resolution to read less crap in 2015.