Out on the newsstands of Manhattan last week went 100,000 copies of a new literary review, tabloid-sized, priced at 25¢, and running to 48 pages. The ambitious newcomer, calling itself the New York Review of Books, was prompted by the city's newspaper strike, but claims this was only incidental. Its goal: "To publish the sort of literary journal which the editors and contributors feel is needed in America."
Born at a literary party, the Review is edited by Barbara Epstein, wife of a Random House vice president, and Bob Silvers, a Harper & Row...
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