This past October Husband and I went on a road trip to Ann Arbor, Michigan to visit EH, a close friend and fellow writer. No, we did not make it to the famous Zingerman’s Deli—which I am totally over, I swear—and despite the fact that I wasn’t able to convince Husband to let me purchase an antique chair from the Treasure Mart (It would have fit in the car! If we pushed…), I still had an enjoyable time.

Ann Arbor has that typical college town flavor mixed with, ‘I want to be more urbane, but there’s a farm ten miles away.’ There were so many funky local businesses that I just don’t have the space to highlight them all here (like a magic shop/sports memorabilia store in a somewhat creepy basement and one of the largest comic books stores I’ve ever been in). The only store that I must mention, because I found a yellow fashion scarf with swallows on it—the exact scarf I imagined Katniss Everdeen would wear if she had an MFA—was Heavenly Metal.*

Vicki, the shop’s proprietor can be seen here:


And these are some of her wares:




Because of time and space, I can’t go on and on about how funky the store was or the friendliness of the staff, but I will say this—if you happen to be in Ann Arbor, Heavenly Metal is worth checking out.

Between stuffing our faces and window-shopping, we had time to visit the State Of The Book symposium where I met David McLendon, editor of Unsaid, the journal of new and lasting writing.

I wanted to blog about Unsaid earlier, but after I read it, I was left speechless.

This journal is uniformly disturbing in a very good way, like walking though an art museum or reading a Miranda July story. Not only is it mind candy, but it’s a departure from the classic narrative, the stuff that’s getting routinely published every where else. The whole time I was reading it, I felt like I was eavesdropping on a smart conversation about art and our emotional response to it.  This volume of Unsaid contains fiction, poetry, lyric essay, and even a lecture from sixty-two different writers.

It’s a great place for up-and-coming artists to showcase their work, so buying a copy would be the equivalent to shopping locally.

That’s all I got on Ann Arbor, for now, but if you know of some more hidden treasures, please don’t be afraid to comment.


*207 E Ann Street, Ann Arbor, MI (734) 663-4247  http://www.heavenlymetal.com/



Filed under Art, Books, Fiction, Life, Literature, Non Fiction, Poetry, Random, Writing

14 responses to “UNSAID V.6 N 1

  1. I don’t know Ann Arbor very well, but I know I like this post.

    Reasons you couldn’t have the chair:
    1) it was mustard yellow. The color of *vomit*
    2) an argument to buy something that starts with “I can reupholster it, I know how” should never end with spending money.
    3) it was probably possessed by a demon.

  3. Ann Arbor is one of our favorite “college towns” to visit–next time absolutely demand to go to Zingerman’s Deli!–accept no excuses!

  4. The preview of this post ended at “No, we did not make it to the famous”. Before clicking through I knew the next word would be Zingermans.

  5. I spent many a night stumbling the streets of ann arbor, and then went on to run the ann arbor marathon and lived there for ten years, graduated from their university, and paid police pension plans through parking tickets. It’s a great place.

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