Tag Archives: Jim Baumer

Heart Wide Open

The last day of June came rumbling through the epicenter of the Moxie Universe like a runaway locomotive.  The thunderstorms and lightning began before midnight and continued with stunning illumination and intensity until dawn, or so it seemed.  I was … Continue reading

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Mining our Material

My brother, Jim Baumer, gave a talk at the Lisbon Historical Society last night.  The subject of his 40 minute “chat” was John Gould’s career as a newspaper writer and editor.  Gould, the author of more than twenty books, also … Continue reading

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Somewhere in Friendship, Maine

I contemplated writing a post called “The Death Rattle of the Worumbo Mill” today.  I even took a hack at it last night before falling asleep; I cobbled together 180 words, more or less.  Then I settled my week’s weary … Continue reading

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I Could Write a Book

Sometimes, it’s hard for me to believe I’ve been writing this blog since 2012.  I’ve written over one thousand (1,000) posts.  It seems like such a lot, although my brother has been at this blogging thing for much longer than … Continue reading

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Spring Writer’s Slump

I “started out strong” with today’s post.  I was up at 5:00 a.m., writing as soon as my coffee was done.  I didn’t procrastinate or get sidetracked by reading a book.  Somewhere along the line, though, I got bogged down.  … Continue reading

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The Speed of the Human Spirit

Last week, I had an opportunity to speak on the telephone with one of my favorite work consultants.  He’s a man of about my father’s age, specializing in one aspect of the work I do.  For some unknown reason, I … Continue reading

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Brothers and Birthdays

Where does the time go?  The minutes and seconds of the “right now” when I’m racing around to write before the work clock starts ticking.  I finished my Lady Alone Traveler post for the local paper and I see there’s … Continue reading

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