Do femanons like men who write? My sapphic novella has been aceppted by a publisher and I wonder if femanons think this is cool or not

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“So, tell me, how does the round piece work again?”
Athena, though tired, etched out a smile. She had known from reading past papers that Medusa’s strategy skills were not at all great, but she refused to believe that they were so dire that she couldn’t even grasp the game of checkers.
They were stuck deep in the confines of the game room, which was only a chariot ride or two from the mess hall where most of the other students would congregate on a quiet Saturday afternoon like this.
They’d come here together after the evening spent in the Owl House, where Athena had quietly been impressed with the extent of Medusa’s knowledge around different breeds of owls. All those years spent away from the mews had not killed her passion, but rather turned up the dial on her obsession with it. Despite a few close calls with the elderly and grumpier owls, Medusa had seemingly been accepted by the mews’ residents as their newest caretaker.
Athena, in an unusually teasing mood, had joked that Medusa might have been better named as Mewdusa at birth. One thing had led to another, and soon enough the two women were now engaged in a battle of wits over a checkers board.
The goddess of wisdom tapped the wooden table in frustration. “Look,” Athena said, zigzagging a red checker down another path, “each piece does the same thing. You move one step and try and jump over the others to capture them. That’s the game in a nutshell.”