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Becoming literate is a lifelong task, but it shouldn’t take your entire day.
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The only necessary and sufficient cause for subscribing to the Washington Review of Books is that you [1] enjoy reading it, or—failing that—at least [2] find it edifying. But with those two out of the way, here are two things the WRB tries to provide—or two audiences it tries to provide for.
You should subscribe to the Washington Review of Books if you . . .
[3] . . . are interested in what we persist in lazily defining as the books-and-culture space, perhaps professionally or as an amateur involved in writing about literature, a graduate student, an editor or working in publishing, someone who is decently well-informed but does not have time or would prefer not to flip through all the publishers catalogs and try to keep track of every new issue of every little biweekly and quarterly journal under the sun. Many of our subscribers tell us they enjoy reading the newsletter for this reason: it is a utility; it saves them part of their professional or semi-professional or social or hobbyish labor.
[4] . . . are interested in being more well-read than you are. Obviously at a certain level this is “most people”: people who feel in some way disappointed in their reading, people who feel discouraged. The sort of character who mumbles things like “Ah, I really should get around to War and Peace . . . someday . . . maybe.” For that person, we try to say, first of all, just do it, it’s not so complicated: pick up a book and have fun, and here’s a little article to read: here’s a little introduction to something you know nothing about, here’s an example of someone really powerfully exercising a negative critical judgment, here’s just some great writing—there’s a whole ongoing discourse about the kind of culture that you heard about in high school and college, maybe, but which seems “not for you” now, the foreign films and long classic novels and fussy incomprehensible modern art, and you can actually pretty easily slip into this discourse and learn about these things. And we’ll goof off and crack jokes and give you the spoonful of sugar to help the big stuff go down.
That’s something worth doing for all sorts of intrinsic and extrinsic reasons. It’s important.
The critic is someone carrying on their education in public—the WRB is trying to be explicit about that and inviting as many people as possible along for the ride.
The Washington Review of Books is published by the Liberties Journal Foundation, a 501(c)3 nonpartisan organization based in Washington, D.C., founded by Alfred H. Moses and Bill Reichblum in 2019.
The Foundation seeks to inform today’s cultural and political leaders, influence citizen engagement, inspire participation in the democratic process, and promote the humanities.
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Children’s Literature Editor:
Sarah Schutte
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