Category Archives: Journalism

Letters From Away moves to a new home, while keeping the old

Letters From Away, my blog about what happens in Maine and to Mainers, has a new home. But I’m not nearly ready to get rid of the old home. I like it too much.

I plan to keep Letters From Away on WordPress.com, but now I’m going to have a (nearly) identical version on Blogger, too. It’s called the same thing – Letters From Away – but has a slightly different URL. It is http://lettersfromaway.blogspot.com/. There is a link on the WordPress.com version to the Blogger version and a link from the Blogger version to the WordPress.com version.

Why?

Well, I started the original version – the WordPress.com version – because I wanted to keep writing during my unemployment, reach out with information about my (limited) online portfolio and my LinkedIn profile, and keep idle hands from being so idle.

Frankly, it has been a bit more time-consuming than I first expected and I’m not getting the number of visits I would like, but I do realize blogging is a bit new for me and that it takes time to generate a following. And I rarely have a chance to promote Letters From Away – or another blog I write, Coffeehouse Observer – and when I do promote it, it usually is to my Facebook friends. But I’m hoping things will pick up.

And I think this is something that I can keep up once I have a new job.

And it should be something I can do should I return to Maine. The “from away” part in the title of the blogs refers to a Mainer phrase to mean anything or any person that is from outside of Maine. It is a phrase usually spoken by a Mainer with a bit disgust. Well, quite a bit of disgust.

So, if I do return to Maine, I can simply change the name of the blogs to Back From Away and just keep on going. Or I can create new blogs and link back to the older blogs to give readers context.

To make a short answer longer, the “why” in adding the Blogger version is to spread out a bit more, to give my writing, portfolio and hunger to get back to work a wider audience.

I hope you visit either version of Letters From Away. They are on slightly different templates and the Blogger version has a news feed feature for news from Maine and the rest of New England. For that reason, I may limit the links to news stories from Maine newspapers on the Blogger version. I’ll figure out all that later.

Well, enjoy! Or not. It’s your choice.

And as always, please feel free to contact me via the blogs or email me at keith.l.michaud@gmail.com to report bad links, copyediting errors or whatever. Thanks!

I’ve been a very, very bad blogger

It is clear to me that I have been a very, very bad blogger the past couple of weeks.

In many ways I have completely failed. But in a few others I think I have excelled.

Well, “excelled” may be a bit much, so let us agree that I have not done as well at some things as I have others. And I vow to strive to do better at the things I failed to do well, while continuing to do the things that I might have done better than, well, the things I did not do so well. Well …

What I have not done well lately is write fresh, new content for this blog about Maine and Mainers from a perspective of someone “from away.”  It has not been because of so-called writer’s block or want of trying. It simply has been a matter of time and not seeming to have any to write new content.

Frankly, I am still getting over the holiday haze, but now am looking forward to what great and special things will happen in 2010. Top among those things is finding employment. I am hungry to get back to work.

If you have read this blog before – I am a “blogger,” but what are people who read blogs? – you will know that I have been out of work since March 2009. I was laid off after 22 years working in the newspaper industry. And you would have to be from the dark side of the moon not to know that the newspaper industry has been hit very hard the past couple of years – continued high costs of paper and other materials, continued high profit margins for stockholders, lower revenue due to lower advertising sales due to the housing crisis and the auto industry crisis and the national economy crisis.

Leaders in the newspaper industry failed to heed the warnings that came to them a decade or two ago that a new age in information dissemination was coming – the Age of the Internet – and they made little effort to adjust. And what little effort they made came much too late for tens of thousands of very talented people in journalism and for many newspapers which have now long ago shut down their presses. I blame newspaper owners and publishers the most, although everyone in the industry has a share of the blame.

Because of all that I have been looking not only for a newspaper job, but for employment in the nonprofit or government sectors. There is a chance that what they used to say is still true, that writing skills are appreciated in very nearly any field. I am not 100 percent convince that is true given the traditionally low salaries in newspapers and other media, the decreasing salaries in newspapers, other media and for freelancers, and the low wages for “writers” in industries in which writers are not traditionally thought to work. And the disintegration of language because of what passes as “allowed” writing in emails, texting, blogs and other electronic media belittles and besmirches what professional writers do. That is the way of the universe.

And I also have given thought to returning to college to earn a master’s degree in another field, perhaps pubic administration. I believe I would go with an emphasis in nonprofit management over government agency management, because for some time I have wanted to do something for the greater good and working for a nonprofit has the feel of doing something more directly good for people.

What I think I have done fairly well for the past couple of months is to: 1) aggregate news about Maine from various sources, usually from Maine newspaper websites; and 2) post stories and other information about the plight of the people in Haiti following the earthquake last month.

Of the former, I usually have posted a headline of a story of interest and maybe some comment along with a link back to the newspaper’s website. I sometimes use the share feature on newspaper websites and sometimes the effort requires a little more work than that, but I always link back to the newspaper so the newspaper is getting the Web visit and the full credit. I gain nothing from the exercise other than keeping idle hands busy.

Of the latter, the effort to help spread information on what happened, what is happening, and what people can do to help Haitians seems a very tiny effort comparatively speaking. I wish I could do more. It is the poorest nation in the Western Hemisphere and we have an obligation – not as Americans, not as members of one of the richest nations in the world, but as fellow human beings – to do what we can to help. Mainers have represented themselves well in the effort to help Haitians and it makes this Mainer “from away” proud to post those stories of Mainers’ efforts.

When I started this blog only a few short months ago, the intention was to write about and comment upon Maine and Mainers from the perspective of a person now “from away.” I had planned to comment each day.

Things have been hectic lately and sometimes it is a bit overwhelming to try to live up to my own intensions.

But I will strive to be more diligent about updating my blog.

Come back to Letters From Away every so often, won’t you.

Quake spotlights Haiti’s distress, nonprofit’s resolve

Below is the top of a story by Portland Press Herald staff writer Matt Wickenheiser and a link to the rest of the story.

Along with the story on the Portland Press Herald Web site is a letter to readers from Scott Wasser, vice president and executive editor of the Portland Press Herald/Maine Sunday Telegram and MaineToday Media. Apparently, a couple of readers emailed complaints to the newspaper claiming it would have been better for the publication to donate the money to a charity rather than spend money to send reporters to Haiti.

The response has a tone of indignation to it, but Mr. Wasser makes very important points: covering Mainers doing good – no matter where – should be done by a Maine newspaper. Period.

And, more importantly, the coverage is sure to garner not just short-term replenishment of funds for charitable organizations, but long-term positive results for those groups that do good in Maine and beyond in places such as Haiti.

Newspapers and other news agencies must GO to where stories are happening. A major part of what journalists do is observe. And you cannot observe the devastation caused by an earthquake or the good that a Portland, Maine-based group, Konbit Sante,  is doing unless you send intrepid journalists and photographers. – KM

CAP HAITIEN, HAITI — Earthquake victims from the south came in buses, piled into pickups and jammed into cars, driving almost 90 miles to find any care they could – even at Haiti’s poorest hospital.

Justinian Hospital doctors, nurses and residents worked through the first weekend treating 130 patients from Port-au-Prince, the capital city destroyed by the Jan. 12 quake, which killed an estimated 200,000 people.

With sparse resources, they helped men, women and children who had broken bones, amputated limbs and crushing emotional and psychological truama.

And members of the Portland-based Konbit Sante worked alongside them. Haitian nurses and doctors from the nonprofit were there, even a Portland volunteer who teaches English as a second language.

But as important as the all-hands effort was, it may not have been possible without the work done by Konbit Sante over the past decade.

Justinian doctors and nurses were able to work in operating rooms without fear of a blackout, thanks to electrical upgrades made by Maine electricians; children were treated in a pediatrics unit supported by two Konbit Sante-funded attending physicians; and the opening of a Konbit Sante supply depot gave the hospital access to vital materials donated to the organization.

Even so, scraping together enough to respond to the disaster has been difficult.

Click the link to read the rest of “Quake spotlights Haiti’s distress, nonprofit’s resolve” by the Portland Press Herald’s Matt Wickenheiser.

More dispatches about Mainers helping Haiti quake victims

Here is a link to more “reporter’s notebook” items from the MaineToday Media crew writing from and about Haiti.

Reporter’s Notebook | Portland Press Herald

Here’s another “reporter’s notebook” from the MaineToday Media covering the earthquake in Haiti.

 Reporter’s Notebook | Portland Press Herald.

MaineToday Media’s landing page has much on Haiti

I was so busy the past couple of days passing along links from the home pages of Maine newspapers that I failed to take a look at the landing page set up on the Web site of MaineToday Media’s Portland Press Herald.

Here’s a link to the landing page or you can move from the Portland Press Herald’s home page by clicking on the icon showing a crying Haitian child and the text: “Haiti Quake: Mainers respond to catastrophe.”

That will bring you to a landing page with a multimedia presentation. There are local stories and commentary, wire stories, tweets, slideshows, and information on how to donate to the Haiti relief effort. It’s not a bad collection of what’s been written by MaineToday Media so far on the earthquake in Haiti.

The one thing it lacks – at least from a cursory standpoint – is video. But that is highly understandable under the circumstances; newspapers are not set up to broadcast video via satellite and getting a memory card to the mainland to be edited and sent to the MaineToday Media websites wouldn’t make sense. My hope is that the reporters and photographers – perhaps a videographer – are taking video so that can be added to the landing page later.

I’ll post other landing pages if I spot one by a non-MaineToday Media paper.

Lack of information slows efforts to aid quake refugees

CAP HAITIEN, Haiti — The numbers are slippery; information is hard to get a handle on.

According to Justinian Hospital’s medical director, the hospital saw 130 patients through the weekend who were earthquake victims. At the end of Tuesday, he didn’t have solid numbers for Monday or Tuesday.

There were reports that a gymnasium in the city was set up as a shelter for victims. There may be 300 people there. Or 1,500. Or nobody. And it’s unclear who’s in charge – if anyone is.

Amid the confusion, Nate Nickerson is trying to coordinate efforts to get aid – particularly U.S. medical personnel. Nickerson is executive director of Portland-based Konbit Sante, a nonprofit that has been working with partners to improve northern Haiti’s health care system at Justinian Hospital and at a clinic at Fort St. Michel, Cap Haitien’s poorest neighborhood.

Here’s a link to the rest of “Lack of information slows efforts to aid quake refugees” by the Portland Press Herald’s Matt Wickenheiser.

Portland Press-Herald ‘Reporter’s notebook’ from, about Haiti

Here’s a link to a series of “reporter notebook” items by Portland Press-Herald reporters and photographers covering the earthquake in Haiti. These are the sorts of things that reporters find interesting and jot them down in their notebooks, but often they do not make it into the bigger, overall story.

Here’s a link to the rest of the reporter notebook.

Ideas for breaking the grip of dreaded writer’s block

There is no more horrible a feeling than to be unable to express yourself. A mental block in writing or any other creative venture is akin to Earth being knocked off its axis.

Well, OK, maybe – and just maybe – there are scores of things that make a person feel worse than writer’s block. But for the sake of discussion – and this blog – let’s say writer’s block is the very worst thing going, worse than Pango Pango flu, foot fungus and left-handedness. Combined.

Growing up in the Deep Dark North Woods of Maine I knew I wanted to write. I didn’t always think I would be paid to for doing it. And right now I am not being paid for it, but that’s a different story.

There were many times in the 22 years I have been a journalist, columnist, editor and blogger that I suffered from the grip of dreaded writer’s block. And over those years I have come up with a few tips for breaking the grip of writer’s block. I now offer these tips to the world – and at no charge whatsoever. That’s right, something that is free, free, free!

And if you are a writer or artist and have your own tips for breaking the grip of writer’s block, please feel free to keep them to yourself. This is my blog, after all, and I don’t need anyone stealing my thunder. … I’m kidding, of course. Please, please, please, if you are a writer or artist and have your own tips, add them to the bottom of this blog entry. The more help and tips the better.

Let’s get started.

1.        Take a walk. A brisk stroll around the block – or around several blocks – is a great way to clear the mind and get exercise, too. It also gives a writer the opportunity to get his or her mind off “it.” The “it” is that seemingly insurmountable barrier to a smooth writing path. Once the mind gets a break from “it” and the writer later returns attention to “it,” the solution often presents itself like a breath of fresh air. Or a thunderclap. It really depends on the quality of the solution.

2.      Ask a writer, editor or mentor for ideas. Yep, I just outsourced a solution to writer’s block! Trust me that all writers and editors have been in the same place and each of them will have a tale of how they were able to break the grip of writer’s block and move forward along a smooth writing path.

3.      Ask a non-writer. Some of the best ideas about what to write and how to write come from people who don’t write for a living or for pleasure. I know, I know, I know, everyone thinks they can write. Everyone. But more than that, everyone has an opinion, especially about what they like and what they dislike. Everyone has an opinion about what is funny, touching and compelling. And everyone is willing pass on those nuggets. So, go ahead, ask the wife, ask the husband, ask Mom and Dad what they would do to break the grip of writer’s block. Heck, ask a complete stranger.

4.      Talk to a dog. Now, stay with me on this. This is sort of like No. 1 on this list. Doing something that is at least slightly physical – and, therefore, distracts – such as throwing a stick or ball to the family pooch will get the mind off “it” long enough for the solution to seep to the surface. If throwing a ball for Spot doesn’t work, simply sit down, look deeply into Spot’s big browns, and talk it out. It might be best to do this in private or, at least, out of earshot of others given that it is kind of odd to be talking to a dog. Anyway, family pets have a natural ability to know when something is wrong. And when to wag a tail, place a floppy-eared head on a knee, or land a well-timed, well-placed doggie smooch. Trust in the pooch.

5.      Steal something and make it yours. Let me be very, very, VERY clear here – I am not talking plagiarism. That is just plain wrong. Taking the creative efforts of a writer – or artist, poet, sculpture, whatever – and claiming it for your own is wrong, wrong, wrong. Instead, what I mean is read, read, read for ideas. Read good stuff, read bad stuff, read the back of cereal boxes, streets signs and the side of refrigerator boxes. Spending more time reading than writing will flood you with ideas and greatly improve the writing quality. Take the great ideas – from the good writing, bad writing or the writing from the cereal box – and form your own original work.

6.      Wait it out. Writer’s block is not terminal. It’s not even acne. It will pass and what will be left is a clear, smooth writing path.

7.      Grab a sandwich. Or a latte. Feed the soul by feeding the hunger. Or thirst. I cannot tell you how many times that the grip of writer’s block has been released while sipping on a caffeinated beverage or mid-bite into a turkey and Swiss on wheat. Seriously, eating and drinking are essential to life. Writing – although it feeds the soul … for some, anyway – is not a basic human need. It’s not. Bring a pad of paper and pen to lunch and to the coffeehouse. Or get used to writing ideas on napkins. (Just an aside: While working as a cops reporter in Woodland, Calif., I was having drinks with friends one evening when the newspaper’s chief photographer came in and called for me to follow him. Of course, he didn’t tell me where we were going until we were down the road on our way to a plane crash. I didn’t have a pad or pen. So, as he’s driving down country roads to a small airport outside Davis, Calif., I’m diving into his back seat to find something to write with and write on. I found two fast-food restaurant napkins on which to write and dug out a battered Papermate from the cluttered glove box of the photographer’s S-10 Blazer. Um, part of the notes I used to write the story where written on the palm of my left hand since the napkins just weren’t enough. Lesson: Always, always, always keep a pad and pen in your pocket.)

8.      Always, always, always keep a pad and pen on the bedstand. Countless times I have been lying in bed about to drift off to a blissful night of sleep when I’ve sat bolt upright with an idea for a story or column or series or how to handle a certain layout problem. And if I didn’t have a pad and pen on the bedstand, well, that idea floated off into slumberland because it was simply gone. When the pad and pen are there, the idea is written down, sleep comes, and the idea blooms the next day into what it should.

9.      Sleep on it. Putting aside a writing project overnight is sometimes much, much better than trying to force the issue.

10.  Turn up the music – really loudly – and dance, dance, dance. If you didn’t get the point by now, much of writer’s block comes from focusing so much energy on the problem that the solution often is overlooked. So, if you’re facing the grip of writer’s block, close the laptop, put on your favorite tunes, and turn it up, up, up and dance, dance, dance. You’re more likely to crack the grip of writer’s block by twisting and shouting than you are by staring at a blinking cursor on a computer screen.

OK, that’s it. That’s all you need to know when trying to get past “it.” Well, that and patience. Really, writer’s block will pass with time and everything will be fine if you just loosen the grip on the problem so the solution can surface.

And if it happens that these tips don’t work, don’t blame me. I offered them for free, after all, and I am perfectly willing to offer a money-back guarantee.

Good luck on all your future writing pursuits.

 

Back in business: E&P sold, resumes operations

(I hadn’t seen this yesterday. This is good news for journalism and newspapers. — KM)

 Back in Business: ‘E&P’ Sold, Resumes Operations.

47 things to know about me

A friend and former co-worker, Charlie, has a blog she calls domestic rockstar – she’s a mommy, wife, talented graphic artist, and the lead singer for the Las Vegas band bipolar – and she recently wrote “30 things I want to do the year I turn 30.”

I’m well past 30 – 17 years past 30, to be exact – but I thought I could do something similar.

But different.

Here are 47 things you may or may not know about me. If you have any questions or problems, bring them up with Charlie.

I …

1. Am an editor, writer, journalist, columnist and blogger. (Growing up I thought I would write someday, but I never thought I would be paid for doing it. I was paid for 22 years to write and edit.)

2. Am not sure that I will be paid ever again to write and edit.

3. Am guessing anyone who reads this list will skip down to No. 47 to see if I made it that far. (I know I would.)

4. Am more intelligent than some people seem to believe. (At least, I think I am.)

5. Really wish I had a dog. (Apartments are not the place for medium-sized, floppy-eared dogs.)

6. Am balding. (No plugs or rugs for me.)

7. Have hazel eyes. (They become more greenish when I wear green clothing. I’m wearing a green shirt as I write this.)

8. Believe that I often appear more confused than I am actually. (I furrow my brow when I concentrate and people often wrongly take that for confusion.)

9. Want to write a book someday. (The only thing holding me back is that I haven’t a clue what I’d write about.)

10. Am having a difficult time not writing this list in the third person as he would on his Facebook wall.

11. Intentionally used “he” and “his” in the previous line.

12. Am right handed, but most of my girlfriends have been left handed.

13. Throw out far too much food because I unintentionally let it expire/spoil.

14. Have a scar on my chin that I received as a toddler. (My father and I were passengers in a car that hit head-on with a car driven by my mother. We were not wearing seatbelts and my chin hit the ashtray. No stitches. Oh, and it was an accident.)

15. Have a scar on my knee I received one winter while in a footrace with a childhood friend. (I tripped and fell on an icy parking lot and my knee hit one of the pebbles that had been strewn on the ice so vehicles could get traction. No stitches.)

16. Wanted to be a forest ranger, cowboy, superhero or truck driver when I was a kid. Later, I wanted to be a Maine State Trooper. (I am not 100 percent convinced that I know even now what I want to be when I grow up.)

17. Worked as a chamber maid for a summer. I swear, that was the job title – chamber maid. (It was a summer job at the University of Southern Maine, which hosted summer conferences. A hugely fun handful of “chamber maids” learned hospital corners that summer and occasionally were tipped with leftover booze.)

18. Worked as a wildland firefighter while attending college. (I had to do something to counterbalance the whole chamber maid thing. It was a great experience and I very nearly changed career destination because of it.)

19. Have had a mustache since I was 17. (That makes my mustache 30 years old … the same age as Charlie.)

20. Haven’t done nearly as much as I wanted to do.

21. Envy free spirits and “just jump” people.

22. Needed the break from working, but now I am really hungry to get back to work.

23. Like old Western movies. And scifi. And cop shows.

24. Call my mother very nearly every week, even if there isn’t anything new to say.

25. Have never been to a strip club or a Hooters’. (I had dinner one evening with a group of friends and the three women at the table had been to a strip club, but the two men there – including me – had not. Ironic, I think.)

26. Have never ridden in a limousine. (And I’d be OK if I never did.)

27. Have been to Mexico, Africa, Germany, France, Haiti and Canada, but each of the trips were far too brief and most have been for work.

28. Have flown on a B24 and a C5, beside the assorted commercial aircraft of various sizes. (I was on a B24 covering World War II-era aircraft and on the C5 to get to Africa, Germany and Haiti.)

29. Have trouble acclimating to altitude. (I have a difficult time breathing at altitudes over 5,000 feet. There goes my dream of climbing Everest.)

30. Like beer. (I can’t believe I got to No. 30 before I mentioned this. By the way, the green shirt I am wearing is from the Sierra Nevada Brewing Co.)

31. Would wear jeans and a T-shirt over slacks with shirt and tie anytime. (But I really, really like the way I look in a suit and I cut a dashing figure of a man in a tux, if I do say so.)

32. Have big feet. (I am most comfortable in shoes that are 12 ½, but shoe manufacturers rarely include half sizes after 11 ½ so I often have to settle for size 13.)

33. Have been a Boston Red Sox fan since Carl Yastrzemski roamed below the Green Monster and was a New England Patriots fan since Steve Grogan, Russ Francis and Sam “Bam” Cunningham played in Foxboro. (So don’t ever think me a fair-weather fan!)

34. Finds it fitting that the previous line is the same number that Larry Bird wore playing for the Boston Celtics. (By the way, I was a fan of the Celtics when John J. Havlicek and Bill Russell played on the parquet floor, but sort of bailed on them for about a decade. But I’m back!)

35. Seem to recall that I earned 16 varsity letters in high school – four for soccer, four for baseball, two for basketball and six for concert band. (Several of us came up from middle school to supplement the high school concert band and I’m pretty sure music director Larry Hall rewarded us with varsity letters. If I am wrong about the number, is that something that will turn into a scandal that will keep me out of the White House?)

36. Also earned solid grades in high school and was a member of the National Honor Society. (Solid grades, but I had terrible study habits.)

37. Have worn glasses since about the second grade. (I wore contact lenses for a while. It was during a period when the FDA allowed 7-day contact lenses. It’s a big, big mistake to keep any foreign object on your eye for that long.)

38. Once lost a spelling competition in first- or second-grade because I could not recall that the word “happy” has two Ps. (Don’t judge. I was in first- or second-grade, for crying out loud. And, trust me, the class bully hassled me for a while about that. Oh, and spell check hasn’t made me much better of a speller.)

39. Don’t like cats or rats. (I’m allergic to one and am just plain creeped out by the other.)

40. Miss going hiking, camping and fishing.

41. Haven’t been to a movie in a theater in years. (I haven’t been in a relationship for a while and going to a movie by myself is not nearly as fun as it was when I was younger. And money has been pretty tight lately.)

42. Enjoy a good foreign film from time to time.

43. Joined Facebook and started a blog so I won’t go absolutely nuts while looking for a job. (The ironic thing is, both Facebook and the blog have kept me pretty sane and satisfied in what is a troublesome, worrisome time of unemployment for me. Both help fill the void left from the social contact I normally would have with co-workers.)

44. Wish I was taller. (6 feet tall, that’s all I ask.)

45. Wish I was in much, much better shape.

46. Occasionally sneak a peek at so-called reality TV. (But don’t tell my friends. And don’t tell my family. And don’t tell my enemies. And don’t tell the IRS or Homeland Security.)

47. Can’t believe I actually was able to come up with 47 things about myself. (At least one of you peeked down to the bottom of this list to see if I could come up with 47 items to write about myself, didn’t you?)

47.5. Am 47 ½, really, so I thought I’d add one more entry. (I’m pretty conscientious and I didn’t want to short-change anyone. After all, you paid good hard-earned money for this list. … Didn’t you?!)

Bonus: Can’t rap. Well, at least, not well.

There! That’s everything that you ever wanted – or didn’t want – to know about me. Have a lovely day!

Changing the way Mainers get their news – maybe

A main function of a free press is to make sure that agencies taking public money do what they should be doing with that money and that the people working for those agencies are not pocketing any of it for personal gain.

Part of that “watchdog function” involves usually costly, usually time-consuming investigative reporting to ferret out corruption, incompetence and whatever other problems there might be with the way an agency’s employees are dealing with the public’s money, property or facilities.

Because of the way things have gone for news gathering agencies, especially newspapers, newsrooms have been gutted and meaningful investigative reporting has greatly suffered for years.

But nonprofit organizations or organizations funded by foundations and donations are sprouting up in an effort to fill that gap. In Maine, one such agency is the Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting founded by – and so far funded by – longtime journalist John Christie. The Center claims affiliation with the New England Center for Investigative Reporting at Boston University.

The bio on Center’s website indicates that Christie “is a media executive whose 40-year career includes work in four states as a writer, editor, general manager and publisher for newspapers owned by Tribune Co., Dow Jones and Co. and the Seattle Times Co. In June, he retired after nine years as the president and publisher of Central Maine Newspapers, which publishes two daily papers, the Kennebec Journal and the Morning Sentinel.”

Christie’s venture seems to be still getting off the ground, but it did produce a lengthy piece on recent tax reform in Maine. The story strongly suggested that Maine Gov. John Baldacci’s decision to not include a tax on the sale of luxury homes and a sales tax on ski lift tickets was influenced by lobbyists with whom he had close, long-term political relationships.

[Frankly, the story would have benefited from some “eye candy” – photos to illustrate the story and mugshots of the people quoted in the story (as the Bangor Daily News did in its version of the story), sidebar or two broken out from the main, very lengthy story, basic graphics to tell the money part of the story visually, and a few other minor changes that would have made the story appear on his website a bit more pleasing and more professional. Perhaps that sort of thing will be hammered out once he is not the sole employee of the Center. Oh, and there should be a date on the posting. How else would a reader know how fresh the information is?]

The Center’s media partners include the Bangor Daily News, Lewiston Sun Journal, Mount Desert Islander, and The Ellsworth American. Apparently, his departure from the Central Maine Newspapers – Portland Press Herald, the Kennebec Journal and the Waterville Morning Sentinel, among others – didn’t go so well since the Center’s story was not slated to appear in those publications.

As an out-of-work editor-columnist-blogger, I hope Christie’s effort and those of other nonprofit public service news organizations prosper and grow, and that their leaderships figure out what news executives should have figured out decades ago – sustainability.

Frankly, I don’t know if nonprofit is the way to go.

Below are links to just a few of the nonprofit public service news websites. More and more nonprofits are cropping up and using something such as “nonprofit journalism” should provide a lengthy list.

ProPublica produces national investigative reporting distributed at no cost to media outlets

Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting

California already has a handful. The Sacramento-based California Watch is a project of the nonpartisan Center for Investigative Reporting.

Here’s a link to a blog about California Watch prior to its launch.

There is also the SF Public Press, which is sponsored by the San Francisco Foundation, Independent Arts & Media, and at least 200 individual donors.

VoiceofSanDiego.org is another nonprofit, public service journalism project.

Also, here are links to two DownEast.com blog items on the launching of the Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting, one by Al Diamon and another by Mike Tipping. Both are regular bloggers for DownEast.com.

 

UGH! It’s been 10 months since being laid off!

Soon I’ll have to take off my socks to count the months I’ve been unemployed

Today marks 10 months since I was laid off from a newspaper job in Northern California.

Yes, 10 months! Ugh!

If this keeps up much longer, I’ll have to strip off my shoes and socks in order to keep track of how long I’ve been without work.

Frankly, I never thought I would be without a paycheck and benefits for this long, let alone for nearly a year. I grew up in a very blue-collar community surrounded by hardworking, blue-color family and friends with hardworking, blue-collar values.

I like those values. They are good values. And I have worked all my life to live up to those values.

But even those values were not enough to keep me working. I was laid off on March 5, 2009.

I have ranted on this before.

I also have written about the things for which I remain thankful.

But it is demoralizing to think that I could be without work for a year.

I believe I will find a job soon enough. I have 22 years of experiences in newspapers that can be used in other industries. My portfolio isn’t flashy and only provides a few samples of a very broad and extensive body of work, but it could be far more shabby.

Or I could decide to go back to school, although I am not sure what I would study. Frankly, I’m really not sure what I want to be when I grow up.

If I had my choice, I suppose, I’d be writing a book. But I really am not sure what I’d write about.

I did spend quite a bit of time covering crime and I suppose I could dive into pulp fiction. Or not.

If I had a crystal ball, I would be able to read that I will either find a job in newspapers or with a news agency, or I will find a writing job of some kind with a government or nonprofit agency. I suppose my preference would be to work for a nonprofit agency.

Ever since being laid off, I’ve had some time to evaluate and re-evaluate – again and again – what I want to do in my next job. It would be good, I think, to work for an agency that does good. I regularly search the websites Idealist.org, Opportunity Knocks, Change.org and other nonprofit and green job websites.

And even if I do not get a job working for a nonprofit agency, I hope to do volunteer work once I get a job.

I know, I know, I know, I should be filling some of my free time NOW with volunteer work to have an answer for interviewers who ask: “So, what have you been doing since you were laid off?” But from the very beginning when I was first laid off, there were several very clear things in my mind:

1) It was not my fault that I was laid off. It was all about an economy in flux.

2) I was not alone in my unemployment. There are 15 million to 16 million Americans out of work – 15 million to 16 million!

3) I felt that looking for a job was a job. Looking for work is my work. I search about a dozen journalism-based job websites each day; I search Craigslist each day for writing and editing jobs, nonprofit jobs, government jobs, public relations jobs and more for California, Nevada, Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Connecticut, Vermont, and Rhode Island, and sometimes for Oregon, Washington state, Arizona and New Mexico; I search job websites for universities, public relations associations, federal government jobs and more; I search several nonprofit job websites; I search several green industry job websites; view various email job alerts and job newsletters; I have a LinkedIn profile and have used Facebook to reconnect to former colleagues; and my resume and profile are posted on several job sites. I put in the hours.

And I know a few things.

I know this: Things will be better for me in 2010 than they were in 2009. I’m not sure they could get much worse.

I know this: I am somewhat demoralized and sapped of energy from this protracted job search. I really could use something good happening to me and something good soon happening to me.

I know this: I am stronger today than I was before this happened and I will be stronger tomorrow than I was today. This will not claim me.

OK, enough of all this. I have a job to find, because I have no intension of taking off my socks to count off the number of months I’ve been unemployed.

Tips for covering mass shootings

I’m posting this here for any of my friends still in the news business. These are common sense tips, but worth a reminder. Here a link:

Tips for Covering Mass Shootings

Also, here’s a link to the story about Monday’s shooting:

http://www.lvrj.com/news/Two-FBI-agents-shot-in-downtown-Las-Vegas-80624367.html

Newspaper stock prices end the year up, by a lot

This blogger from Poynter Online often paints a rosier picture than can be supported by reality. He’s a newspapper booster, there’s no doubt. Here’s a link to the blog entry.

Newspaper Stock Prices End the Year Up, By A Lot.

Saddling up for a ride with American Western literature

I haven’t taken much time to read for the enjoyment of reading in the past couple of months. I’ve been so focused on trying to find a job that my reading has been limited to job-hunt advice – everyone has an opinion, especially so-called job experts – and the Facebook status updates of my friends, which has helped me maintain a certain degree of sanity while hunting up a job.

But the other evening I picked from my bookshelves a volume of Louis L’Amour novels and other tales. I am enjoying the stories.

As I recall, I picked up the two-volume set at a biannual yard sale that took place just down the street from where I was living on Alamo Drive in Vacaville, Calif. An elderly couple and their son – and I have to assume a legion of their family and friends – cleaned out closets, garages and storage facilities to provide a yard sale known to all Vacans. (Vacan is what a Vacaville resident calls him- or herself.)

Anyway, one year I walked by the book table and spotted the two-volume set and did a double-take. One was brown leather with gold lettering and gold on the edges of the pages. The second volume was green leather with the golden lettering and page edges. I had never read Louis L’Amour, but I figured I couldn’t go wrong with a leather-bound set that put me back less than $8.

The brown volume contains “The Tall Stranger,” “Kilkenny,” “Hondo” and “Showdown at Yellow Butte,” and had an inscription written on the inside of the front cover: “Michel – Happy 19th Birthday 9-27-88.” And it was signed, “Love, Diane & Dad.”

The second volume, the one that I am reading now, contains, “Crossfire Trail,” “Utah Blaine,” “Heller With a Gun,” “Last Stand at Papago Wells,” and “To Tame a Land.”

I had read Zane Grey and Larry McMurtry before, but not Louis L’Amour. Of course, I was familiar with some of his work that had been made into movies for TV or cinema, most notably “Hondo,” “How the West Was Won,” “Crossfire Trail,” the Sackett movies and “Conagher.”

I read the first volume years ago, but have been carrying around the other for some time waiting for a gap in other reading to crack it open. I’m glad I did, because I am enjoying the stories – right-vs.-evil-boy-gets-the-girl-in-the-end stories – and it is proving a nice diversion from the job hunt.

I don’t think the stories are for everyone. The stories are told in a pretty simple fashion, but that’s OK.

Besides, cowboy was one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up … when I was 6 or 7. Forest ranger and truck driver were two other jobs I thought when I was 6 or 7 I’d like to have when I got to be an adult.

Ah, well, a writer-editor-columnist-blogger will have to do for now.

Christmas Past Part 4: ‘Santa, I have a short list’

Here it is! This is the fourth and final in a series of holiday columns I wrote some years ago when I was the opinion page editor of The Reporter, the daily newspaper in Vacaville, Calif.  I have links at the bottom of this column to the other three if you missed them and want to take a look.

This one is a letter to Santa. (Yeah, I know! Incredibly original.) It’s ironic that those things I asked Santa for four years ago are pretty much the same things I would ask for today. All I’d have to do is change the year.

Here is wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Santa, I have a short list

The author was the opinion page editor at The Reporter in Vacaville, Calif., when this was first published Dec. 21, 2005.

By Keith Michaud

Dear Santa:

I certainly hope this note finds you healthy and well. And Mrs. Claus, too. She sure is a cutie, ya ol’ dog, you; you’re a pretty lucky ol’ fella for having her, especially considering the traveling you do every year.

Granted, all that traveling is done in a single evening, but it’s a lot of mileage to put on that sleigh of yours. You must pay a pretty penny at the end of your lease agreement.

I hope all those helpful elves and lively reindeer are healthy and well, too. I know you all work pretty hard all year to get gifts to children around the world. And if we don’t say it enough, thanks for helping to keep alive the holiday spirit of giving.

Well, despite what some will say, I’ve been more nice than naughty this year. Yeah, I know, it’s been a rather boring year since we last spoke, but I’m hoping to remedy that in 2006. Hopefully, I’ll be able to admit to being a tiny bit naughty next year.

Anyway, my list isn’t very long this year. You know me. I don’t need much.

Santa, if you can swing it, how about peace on earth and good will to all men, women, children and animals? There is far too much strife in the world – fighting in Afghanistan and Iraq, suicide bombing in the Middle East, revolts on the African continent, rioting in Europe, and race riots in Australia, for heaven’s sake. A little peace would be good just about now, don’t you think, Jolly One?

Along with that, how about a bit more safety for our fighting men and women in those faraway lands? They are spread thin and it would be easy for them to think that we have let them slip from our minds, that we do not care. Santa, please let them know that servicemen and women remain in our hearts and minds this holiday season, whether we back armed conflict or not. Surely, Santa, we can separate the war from the warrior. After all, wars are started by fat men and women in houses of politics. And wars are fought by strong, young men and women with a sense of patriotism and honor, and a bit of adventure.

St. Nick, how about a bit of tolerance, too? There doesn’t seem to be enough of that around. I mean, we’re such a wonderfully diverse people in this world that it’s a shame we cannot all get along better, accepting and embracing each others’ differences, rather than picking chest-thumping fights over silliness.

Santa, I’ve got a niece and nephew, and I’d like to have children of my own someday. I’d like to think we could leave them a better world than the one we’ve got now. What do you say, Santa, can you build peace, hope, harmony and tolerance in your workshop?

Previously posted:

Christmas Past Part 1: ‘Holiday spirit takes off’

Christmas Past Part 2: ‘Calling too late for wishes’

Christmas past Part 3: ‘Hey, call me Mr. Christmas’

The funniest thing I may have written today …

The funniest thing I may have written today may be a reply to former co-worker’s FaceBook thread about police scanner traffic he overheard about a man with a knife chasing a pomeranian.

I recalled other scanner traffic a couple of years ago in which animal control officers were being dispatched to deal with “rogue Chihuahuas.” Today I wrote: “And does this mean you don’t bring a Pom to a knife fight? … Drop the knife or I’ll send in the pomeranian!”

Listening to the crazy calls on the police scanner may be one of the best parts of working in a newsroom.

Newspaper execs think 2010 will be better … or will it?

Below is a link to a blog that provides some hope — and growth — for the future in newspapers.

Newspaper Execs Tell Investors There are Better Days Ahead in 2010.

However, as with any story, there are at least two sides. Alan D. Mutter has the other side on his Reflections of a Newsosaur blog.