I am, apparently, female. But not very. Especially not when I am writing about my eggs.
|Blog||Female Percentage||Male Percentage|
|There should be a special level of hell…||55%||45%|
|… a woman’s work is never done||52%||48%|
|Saved by a meme||53%||47%|
|Summer flowers, winter mornings||75%||25%|
|Sofa so good||42%||58%|
|Amazon, my river of shame||31%||69%|
|“Aphra Behn racism poems”||55%||45%|
|Exercise and the placebo feel good factor||55%||45%|
I’m not entirely sure what to make of this. The analysis of my writing style came from Gender Genie.
I feel peeved that my gender is so obvious in what I write, and also peeved that my femininity only just shows through.
There I go, wanting it both ways.
I’m looking forward to December when I don’t have to scrabble round for blog subjects, and I can think more and write less.