This one that is all about moi, Marie de Gournay.
I was born in Paris in 1565 - though people tell me I don't look a day over 450. In my day posh girls were only supposed to study needlework and being ladylike enough to be marriageable, but I was having none of that, so I taught myself Latin and Greek and studied the classics and anything else I could get my hands on, thereby making myself totally unmarriageable 
I moved out of the family home to live on my own in Paris - you can imagine the raised eyebrows that caused! and set about earning my living through writing - not an easy job for a woman in the 15th century - has it got any easier? oh right, JKR, yeah I guess it has - but she struggled in the beginning too, didn't she? It takes a long time to be an overnight sensation.
I was, I confess, a complete fangirl for Michel de Montaigne, and I was lucky enough to meet him, and we totally clicked intellectually and he considered me his adopted daughter. We corresponded regularly until his death. His widow Francoise invited me to edit and publish his Essais, which I was honoured to do: 'I was his daughter: I am his memorial'.
I spent over a year living with her and their daughter Léonor, my adopted family, immersed in the works of the great Montaigne which I continued to edit.
I wrote about society, ethics, morals, language, education, poetics, philosophy - but MNers will probably consider my 'greatest hits' to be my Equality Between Men and Women and Grief des Dames /Complaint of the Ladies [not 'The Ladies' Complaint', that would be a different book altogether - translation can be a minefield!]
As I said in the Grief des Dames:
'this sex has its own power taken away; with this freedom gone, the possibility of developing virtues through the use of freedom disappears. This sex is left with the sovereign and unique virtues of ignorance, servitude, and the capacity to play the fool, if this game pleases it.'
If I posted something like that (OK I admit it would have to be updated a bit) on FWR today I'd get lots of 'This' and 👏and 💜, wouldn't I?
Life was a struggle, and I never became a household name and there's no Grief des Dames t-shirts or mugs or anything - maybe I just never met the right gerbils
- but I was a trailblazer for women thinkers and writers and I was well respected by a select group in my day, most importantly by my dear friend the brilliant Michel de Montaigne, and I have been rediscovered by feminist scholars and philosophers recently.
So I approach my 460th birthday with a quiet satisfaction that the totality of my work is being appreciated at last. Not exactly an overnight sensation, but hey...
Gournay, Marie Le Jars de | Internet Encyclopedia of Philosophy (utm.edu)