Most masculine book I love? Moby Dick? Dog Soldiers? (Really anything by Robert Stone.) I can't say that I exactly love Blood Meridian, but I admire it very much. Highly masculine, I'd say.
But what makes a book masculine? That's the question, and it's a loaded one. I feel almost as hesitant to say that a book might be more appreciated by women than men as I would to say a book might be more appreciated by black people than white people.
It's a reasonable assumption that books that feature people more like ourselves are at least an easier sell. (Sometimes when I suggest a DVD we might watch my wife will ask me if there are any women in it. Which is not to say that she does not enjoy some movies that feature only men. She has an unaccountable fondness for prison break movies, especially if they're true.)
I do think the gender split exists. The most extreme example I can think of is romance novels. I don't know any man who would be caught dead reaing one. Men will read books that are romantic (especially if they don't have those hideous Fabio-style covers), but it helps if they're established classics -- Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, even Gone With the Wind. (Jane Austen is in a different category, I think.)
Although I know a few women who read science fiction, I would say that it remains a largely masculine genre. (Although there are far more science fiction and fantasy books aimed at women than romance novels aimed at men.)
In literary fiction, I truly don't care about the gender of the author. Often, you can't tell. Wittgenstein's Mistress has exactly one character -- a woman. On the other hand, I don't think a man would have written Housekeeping, but that doesn't mean I didn't love it.
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