Tuesday, November 22, 2011




Thoughts lifted from a Journal

I am grateful for a warm home, a supportive family, jobs for my husband, my children and myself, plenty to eat, vehicles to get us from A to B, friends, a faith family and The Bible.

I am thankful for the life I've been given, my education and my experiences. I appreciate the sacrifice and love of my mentors as well as the patience and wisdom they have shared.

I am thankful for my job. It is challenging and enjoyable with a little to much stress sprinkled on as seasoning. But then, I like spicy food. I am grateful for my coworkers that daily give me encouragement for the journey. I am happy we have readers that are willing to discuss the stories we print and tell us what they like most about the paper we put out. I appreciate those who come to us with story ideas. We have a nice long list that will keep us busy for months to come - and keep us on our toes.

I could fill a newspaper full (all 20 pages, 8 point bookman condensed) of my thoughts from my Gratefulness Journal, but I won't. Instead I will offer a tiny piece of unsolicited advice: Grab a notebook, find a quiet place and start your own list of what you are thankful for. Once you start it will be hard to stop.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Here we are at McDonalds

Here we are at McDonalds planning our blogging workshop ... I'm changing the look of this blog so it's cooler and more awesome.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Come to the Galion Public Library writing workshops
Presented by Rachel Mendell
All workshops are FREE
Wednesday, Feb. 2, at 6:30 p.m. - Creating Raw Material -
Wednesday, Feb. 16 at 6:30 p.m. - Writing by the Senses
Saturday, March 5 at 1 p.m. - Creating the Character Driven Novel
Wednesday, March 16 at 6:30 p.m. - The New and Improved Poetry Project


Workshops are free.


Creating Raw Material Writing Workshop
Join Rachel Mendell in the 1st of 4 writing workshops that will be held at the Galion Public Library. This workshop will focus on how to create your raw material by unchaining your creator self from your editor self. This will be done through several 5-10 minute writing exercises. Create short fiction, resurrect forgotten memories, start a new project and allow your mind to surprise you. Please call 419-468-3203 to register. Wed, Feb 2nd, 6:30-8pm.

Writing by the Senses Workshop
Join writer Rachel Mendell in the 2nd of 4 workshops that will be held at the Galion Public Library. Her 2nd workshop will focus on creating raw material for poems, stories, and memoirs. Infuse new life into a lagging project by using all the senses. Use sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, the sixth sense of the muse and the seventh sense of randomness to open up new areas in the locked up closets of your mind. Please call 419-468-3203 to register. Wed, Feb 16th, 6:30-8pm.

Creating the Character Driven Novel Workshop
Join Rachel Mendell in the 3rd of 4 writing workshops that will be held at the Galion Public Library. Her 3rd workshop will focus on creating your own character. Writers will create their own character and work with other writers to create a plot within the confines of a predetermined setting, time frame and genre. As the creating process progresses, setting/time/genre alter to allow for the quirks of the characters and character interplay. Please call 419-468-3203 to register. Sat, Mar 5th, 1-3pm.

Your New & Improved Poetry Project
Join local writer Rachel Mendell in her 4th writing workshop held at the Galion Public Library. Her final workshop will focus on poetry. Writers will try their hand at many different types of poems and poetic forms using a variety of activities. This workshop will prepare those attending for the Annual Poetry Contest held at the Galion Public Library. The Poetry Contest will be held in April. Please all 419-468-3203 to register for the workshop. Wed, Mar 16th, 6:30-8pm.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Good Bye

By RACHEL MENDELL

This week the Morrow County Sentinel says good-bye to its editor, Alex Vance. He has been editor for a short two years, but has brought his own style to the paper, making it better.

I had the advantage of only knowing Alex for the past few years. I did not know him when he was growing up in the area because I wasn’t here yet. I didn’t know him during his college years and I didn’t know him during his internship at the Galion Inquirer because I was busy raising babies at the time.

The reason I say advantage is because I had no way to strip him down to his boyhood as some have done. I only know him by the evidence of what he has become, how he treated people and how he treated me. After working with teens, twenty-somethings andforty-somethings, I can say that he has the work and respect ethic of a man twice his age.

Editors, especially editors of newspapers, have a rough time of it. That’s just the nature of the job. When folks complain about what is or isn’t in the paper, anything can be used as evidence against the editor including inadequacy, politics, shortsightedness, conspiracy, threats or stupidity. In Alex’s case, the reason for his “mistakes” was youth. I heard comments about him ranging from “he’s out of his league” to “He’s young, he’ll learn.” I believe these comments were only spoken out of frustration for his strength of character. Once he made a decision, he did not back down.

As a writer, Alex was easy to work for. He remembered his own needs as a reporter and made sure those needs were filled for me, the biggest of which was leeway and freedom to pursue the stories I wanted to write. He did not manage my time or my stories. He trusted me to do that. Only on one or two occasions did he remind me of a story that needed to be done.

That’s not to say we agreed on everything. There were stories he severely edited or didn’t run at all. A writer gets used to that and I was at peace with that. Every writer needs and editor. But after a few months of learning his editorial priorities, I knew if one of my stories had merit in his eyes or not.

His basic requests to me (he never demanded or micro-managed) were to write five to six stories per week, get the facts, quote accurately, dig a little deeper, ask the hard questions and always treat everyone with respect. This last rule is the one that garnered him the respect of others in return, and mended broken ties between the newspaper and certain portions of the community.

Some folks told me he was shy. I disagree. I can say with all certainty he is not shy – not after hearing him deal with people on the phone and at the office. Rather, he is reserved. He never raises his voice. He keeps a level head in all situations, even in emergencies, and doesn’t speak until he is ready with an answer. This skill served him well as an editor.

There were a number of times I observed members of the public coming in to see him after speaking with him on the phone and being surprised at his youth. I have also overheard compliments and encouragements to him to continue on with the quality of the paper.

Alex knew what he was doing. He had a vision for the paper, although much of it was not realized due to corporate and budget constraints. He passed a lot of that knowledge along to me.

I am grateful for the education I have received under his editorship. He is the first editor I have worked for that holds a journalism degree. When he saw some basic skill lacking in my writing, he apprised me of it. When there were holes of facts in my stories he would ask me to qualify, make calls, go after another source, or get another quote. I came to the Sentinel with experience in covering city and school district government. He expanded my knowledge to county government and the legal system. I came to the Sentinel with experience in constructing pages. He showed me small details in page design that made my work easier and faster.

We had discussions on the Sunshine Law and what is and isn’t public record. We shared sources, the good and the dubious and swapped an occasional horror story.

But the focus was always on quality. If I didn’t get six stories submitted by deadline, Alex didn’t complain or take me to task. He was more concerned that my stories were constructed properly and read through coherently. He has cut my stories apart and put them back together, creating a much better story. He made me look good.

In this writer’s opinion, Alex is leaving too soon, but that is selfish because I have more to learn. He will be sorely missed.

Thank You ESOP

Thank You ESOP

ESOP stands for Empowering & Strengthening Ohio’s People and that is just what the group has done for our family.

One of the steps we took in fighting to end our foreclosure was to turn to ESOP. We were still communicating with the mortgage company via the courts with filings and answers within the foreclosure parameters. It looked as if we were going to need to hire a lawyer. How were we going to hire a lawyer when we had been struggling with finances that had caused the foreclosure in the first place?

I called the ESOP office and left a message. They got back with me the same day. I explained a little of our situation. They asked for the name of our servicer. I told them. They replied that they had worked with that company before with good results.

Two days later I received the three-page letter with a list of the documentation I needed to gather. I had been gathering documentation for a year and now had a reorganized filing system that helped me find everything. What had first taken me six hours to gather when filing for the HAMP program now only took me a little less than two hours. I made two copies of everything – one for them, one for me – and kept the originals. I put the appointment on my calendar.

The meeting was brief. Three other families were there to make sure their paperwork was complete. Some left to gather more documents. My packet was complete. The ESOP crew called after they submitted the forms to my mortgage company. They asked me not to call them unless I received a loan modification in the mail or if our house went up for sheriff sale. They estimated 8 –10 weeks for results.

Six weeks later we received our loan modification. I called the mortgage company to tell them it had arrived. I called ESOP to let them know. “Wow,” she said. “That was fast. Can you afford the payment?” I told her that I could. We spoke for a while and she said to call back if there were any problems, otherwise our case was closed.

ESOP was a huge relief for me. We had been working with our mortgage company to try and get out of foreclosure for months with no results. They filed with the courts. We would answer. They would file again. We would answer again. I just seemed to be going nowhere. But ESOP gave me the confidence and hope I needed when I was feeling like I had run out of options.

The best part is – we are staying in our house.

If you are having any trouble with your mortgage company, call ESOP. They can help. They were quick and easy to work with. All my questions were answered. They told me they work with mortgage companies even if the homeowner is not in foreclosure.

ESOP is located in the United Way and Red Cross Building in the square downtown Mansfield back in the Catholic charities office. For more information, or to set up an interview with ESOP call 419-989-6349 or 1-877-731-ESOP (3767), fax 419-524-2055, write 35 N Park St, Suite 132, Mansfield, Ohio 44902 or go to HYPERLINK "http://www.esop-cleveland.org" www.esop-cleveland.org.

ESOP provides assistance to homeowners who are facing foreclosure, or struggling to make their monthly mortgage payments due to a predatory lending or hardship situation. Homeowners must currently reside in the home for which they are seeking assistance in order to be eligible for ESOP’s services.
ESOP has fair lending agreements with over a dozen lending and servicing companies; however, assistance is available to homeowners with any mortgage company whether ESOP has a standing relationship or not. While ESOP’s focus began in Northeast Ohio, our services are available to all homeowners, regardless of their geographic location.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Death of a Writers Group

It happens slowly, over time, imperceptible to the untrained heart. Writing groups do not last. It is in their nature to change then stabilize, grow then shrink, call attention to itself then go underground as needed by the members of the group.

Writers groups are skittish things. Writers, being the independent loaners that they are created to be, can't survive within a group for long and still remain independent writers. Writing is a personal, independent activity. Successful writers share only the bare minimum facts about their ongoing projects to a selected few and trusted friends. Every writer knows, when the project leaks out, it loses its power.

To belong to a group, one must take on at least part of the group's personality, philosophy and motivation for existing. Sometimes a person must swear allegiance or make a promise of keeping private information shared within the group - "What is said here, stays here." Some writing groups make you sign a contract and pay dues. Once an individual is in a group, the individual must change in some way to fit into the group.

To belong to a writing group there must be an exchange of trust. I read my poem and trust that no one is recording it or writing it down or going to use a snippet of it for their blog - "Gee, that poem sounds a lot like the poem I read at writers group."

Trust is a delicate thing and easily broken. I send things to you to read and comment on and I then never hear from you. What did you do with my work? Now I’m worried that I will see my book on the shelves at Barnes and Noble with a bright shiny cover and a new title.

In a writing group it is difficult to know what to say without ruffling feathers. Someone reads the first few pages of their novel out loud and asks for comments. What do I say? I ask. Be totally honest, they say, which is a lie, or perhaps a statement in ignorance. I tell them it sounds like great background, but there is no hint of a plot yet. What is Barbara's problem? Why does it matter to me? Try starting with a hook, I say, an action that draws me in, you know, like "Barbara sat on the beach crying. She held a small sandal in her hand."

Now the writer who is being critiqued is quiet. Next month she doesn't show up. I feel horrible.

This happens in writing groups on a regular basis.

Writers come and go in a group. Not every writer feels the need to belong to a writing group, but they need to visit a few times to learn that for themselves.

Writing groups should not be forced. If a writing group is losing members, it doesn't mean the group has been unsuccessful. It simply means the group has begun to die or change. Death and change is natural.

Like caterpillars, writing groups go through a stage of crawling and eating, sucking up all sorts information and growing fat. Some caterpillars are eaten by birds and some die off from disease. Some writers, once they hear criticism from a group, leave to have their unedited Magnum Opus self-published. Some, once they find out how much hard work writing really, quit.

Like caterpillars, writers cocoon. They have eaten all the information they can hold and now they want to create something with it. Some writers go to meetings during this process. Most don't. Some writers die inside the cocoon, some are still alive but never emerge.

Once a writer breaks out of the cocoon and stretches it's wings, all they can think about is flying. When a writer flies, it is to explore the new writer world and create other writers. Most flying writers never return to the writing group. They get published. They get a writing job that takes all their energy. Now they no longer have much in common with the other members of the group or are looked at as an outsider because they have gone to the next level. What do caterpillars have to do with butterflies?

That's OK. Every writer is different.

I have read of successful writing groups that have existed for years and I am envious. I read once about a group of four writers that committed to helping each other publish a novel. They knew the pain of hurt feelings, but they urged each other on and encouraged each other to keep attending, keep working. All four are now published authors. They still meet.

This group is rare.

Other groups exist only for “professional development.” They have speakers every meeting and share their own writing on a rare occasion. These groups don’t hold each other accountable to produce. Knowledgeable writers populate this group. They know their stuff. They own dozens of books on writing and go to lots of conferences. Some are not published, but most members talk about their “one day” often. Dues are paid. Authors sell their books here and sign them.

Just because the writing group has died doesn't mean writing is no longer taking place. My writing groups have all died. Two have been reborn to nourish more writers.

That all said, the best part about going to a writing group is the chance to meet writers that agree with your way of doing things, that share the same hopes and dreams and – on rare occasions – are willing to read your novel and give you feed back. I still have writing buddies from all four of my writing groups. We swap stories, ask each other for critiques, and cheer each other on when a goal is accomplished.

To all my writer friends, past, present and future: Keep writing. Remember who you are. Remember why you started the crazy, impossible project to begin with. Write about you. Write about your life. Write about things that make you angry, happy, excited, or inspired. Write badly. Write well. If you can write humor, please, by all means – write. The world needs humor.

But don’t quit your day job. Rawlings was working as a waitress when she hatched Harry Potter. Grisham had stories running in his head while practicing law. The day job is what gives us fuel for our characters and their problems. Keeping the day job creates a yearning inside that most of us need as motivation to get up early and get the 500 words in before trotting off to the factory.

You don’t need a writing group to write. I have found that, for me anyway, a writing group, while fun some of the time, hinders my personal projects. I’m so worried about producing whatever it is I must bring to the writing group that the other fun stuff gets left on the shelf or in the file on my desktop. Instead, seek out an occasional writing conference, class or workshop. Find a writer to talk to. Maybe you’ll be blessed with a few that will create something with you.

In closing, allow me to share a quote about writing by Robert Harris, author of The Ghost – one of the best I’ve ever read:

“Of all human activities, writing is the one for which it is easiest to find excuses not to begin – the desk’s too big, the desk’s too small, there’s too much noise, there’s too much quiet, it’s too hot, too cold, too early, too late. I had learned over the years to ignore them all and simply to start. I plugged in my laptop, switched on the lamp, and contemplated the blank screen and its pulsing cursor.

“A book unwritten is a delightful universe of infinite possibilities. Set down one word, however, and immediately it becomes earthbound. Set down one sentence and it’s halfway to being just like every other bloody book that’s ever been written. But the best must never be allowed to drive out the good. In the absence of genius there is always craftsmanship. One can at least try to write something that will arrest the readers’ attention that will encourage them, after reading the first paragraph, to take a look at the second, and then the third.”