Monthly Archives: November 2010

Kage Baker got migraines sometimes. Poor Kage would suffer excruciating pain, tunnel vision, kinesthesia, and what she described as  “My thoughts hurt.” What this meant, we were never sure as she could not remember the sensation afterward. But it stopped … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was of an indomitable character. When she had an idea, nothing stopped her. She would plan, nag, scheme and plot for as long as it took to get what she wanted accomplished. Years, sometimes. She never forgot. She … Continue reading →

Kage Baker enjoyed traveling. Especially by car. It was fast enough to move us hundreds of miles in a day, and slow enough so she could see what was out there. She was a landscape aficionado. She was also a … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always worried about being benighted on the road home from Fair. Especially if the weather looked bad. We drove a lot of nights down I-5 with lightning flashing continuously to the east across the width of the San … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was my designer for Dickens Fair. The Parlour of the Green Man was formed in her mind. We’ve been working on it for 10 years now- this is the 11th year beginning right now – and in a … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a big fan of conspiracy theories. She thought they were hilarious, just as a general class of data, and as insight into the way people’s mind connect random dots and create patterns out of junk. However, she … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a very polite lady. She always said thank you. We were taught very old-fashioned manners when we were small, and among them was that a thank you was always called for. One of the rules of Southern … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was an avid voter. She (and I) were in the first crop of 18+ people to get the vote, and she never missed an election after that. Her armoir had I Voted stickers all over it. A few … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always felt that you could not have too many fresh beginnings. If there was a chance to mark a new line in the earth, turn a corner, flip to a clean page – she took it. She never … Continue reading →