I love how men are purported to be the villains here. In regards to taste in art or fiction or whatever. We'll take up the mantle of villainy but only because we generally don't mind being objectified. Also, because we're in the pole position pertaining to life on this Earth, men enjoy engaging in gender warfare. At least, I do. I suspect I'd feel rather opposite if someone were to remove my wonderful life-injecting penis apparatus, but... Whatever. I make jokes because I know Rhiannon can take it without getting too bent outta shape.
At any rate, yes... John Hamler is more immediately attracted to the sexy ingenue. Hamler has a hard time relating to kick-ass bitches because he's basically a troglodyte who recognizes the physical inequality between the genders. BUT... New Fairy is a fantasy land and I'm more than willing to put away my childish sexism in order to get on board. As long as the prose is keen and the narrative is sharpish. Thing about romance is it's all in the beholder's eye. Sometimes, when I'm with my lady-lover, I get the feeling that it's all about me slowing down. About paying attention to details and paying complimentary/reinforcing service to her super-ego. Basically, women analyze everything -like body language- and they fret and worry 24/7 about appearances and feelings. So the question is...
Do we (as writers) hafta cater our prose to appeal to a specific gender? Just the other day I was talking about nothing but then a line from the film FULL METAL JACKET seeped into my soliloquy. My lady-lover was both appalled and intrigued. I thunk... Wait, baby. You've NEVER seen FULL METAL JACKET? And she said: NO, why? Am I missing out? And I answered, well... There ain't but two women in the entire film. Both of them Vietnamese. One of them is a whore and the other a murderous sniper. Are you still interested?
She said: HELL YES! And so we sat down and watched it on Netflix. And she LOVED the movie and didn't turn her nose (she did actually cover her eyes and yelp at a few scenes, though) despite all the violent warfare and misogyny. And so I thunk to myself... Why can't I open my mind and watch Sisterhood of the Lovely Pants --or whatever it's called-- without making snarky sexist remarks about how it's all so below my machismo?
All of this shit I be saying is a long way of saying... Write what you would like to read. In whatever style entertains YOU. Regardless of gender, race, or politics. Because if you, as the writer, are enjoying yourself it will come thru and entertain the reader. Regardless of gender, race...
Then again, I'm kinda drunk right now and don't know what I'm talking about.