When I met the man who would become my husband, I gave him the lowdown right off the bat. "I'm always right," I told him. "If I'm not right, my sister is. And if my sister's not right, my mother is." He got the picture: I don't like to be wrong. I can't stand being corrected. I must know everything. And I will defer only to an older, related female. This arrogant aspect of my personality clearly translates to my vocation as a critic, in which it is unnecessary for me to accede to anybody, regardless of age or gender. Oh, OK, there's the occasional editor or two. But for the most part, mine is the only voice I must obey, and I tell you, it's... More >>>