Loitering With Intent by Muriel Spark

"I made tea and offered to read [Dottie] a bit of my Warrender Chase [...]

'You know,' Dottie said, 'there's something a bit harsh about you, Fleur. You're not really womanly, are you?'

I was really annoyed by this. To show her I was a woman I tore up the pages of my novel and stuffed them into the wastepaper basket, burst out crying and threw her out, roughly and noisily, so that Mr. Alexander looked over the banisters and complained.

'Get out,' I yelled at Dottie. 'You and your husband between you have ruined my literary work.'

After that I went to bed. Flooded with peace, I fell asleep."