Reading something without knowing or having paid attention to the gender, I regularly get the impression that a text was written by a woman or a man, and I’m almost always right.
Would be hard for me to explain with out a lot more thought on it, but men and women tend to see the world a little differently, and through life you pick up on those subtleties.
I prefer to read books written by men. I’ve noticed authors and publishers often try to conceal the female author’s gender in the pseudonym. I assume it’s a common prejudice.
All that being said, Mary Shelley was an absolute genius and wrote arguably the greatest novel of all time, a book that is pertinent today and will be even more pertinent in the future, I believe.
Jane Austin and Sylvia Plath were also geniuses with incredible depth of perception into the human condition.
I’ve watched a few movies where I thought to myself, oh good grief, a woman must have written those lines. I’m rarely wrong.