We have arrived again at that special time of year: the time when our favorite local pub is disturbingly packed, when the word “bracket” is overheard in distinctly non-punctuation-related discussions, and when the guys over at Esquire put together lists that include items like “No Brent Musburger” and “Gonzaga.” That’s right, people, it’s March 
Madness (even though it’s April!), and if you think it’s got nothing to do with The Cincinnati Review, think again.
We’re thrilled to report that some literary-minded folks have put together a little Festivus for the Rest of Us, and—thanks to your much-appreciated votes—The Cincinnati Review has made it to the Sweet Sixteen of LitMagMadness. While we chow down a triple-tiered pink and gold birthday cake, head on over to cast your votes!
