My traducers propound my alleged malefaction as though I have spewed venom on women for half a century. But only a madman would go to the trouble of writing 31 books in order to affirm his hatred.
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I read 'Men Who Hate Women and the Women Who Love Them,' and I found frightening pieces that related to... my own life.
I like writing flawed women, and being one, it's something I feel I can write with some veracity and authority.
There is still a funny notion that women should not write violent fiction.
I was gravely warned by some of my female acquaintances that no woman could expect to be regarded as a lady after she had written a book.
I could truly have gone through life thinking that women were these venomous creatures. Turns out, they're not.
As a militant troublemaker, I once wrote that it was the duty of every woman worthy of the description to upset men at least three times a day, on principle.
Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story. Education has been theirs in so much higher a degree; the pen has been in their hands. I will not allow books to prove anything.
Far more women read fiction than men, and because of this, novels have become marginalised as serious texts.
If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
I'm accused of, and perhaps rightly so, of not being mean enough. I've been taken to task in many a book review; a good satirist has to, you know, has to kill.
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