Monthly Archives: June 2011

Kage Baker loved toys. She surrounded her working space with little doodads and bibelots all chosen to  give her something to do with her hands when she was bored. She was a fidgeter, a finger-tapper; someone who could not talk … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was the eldest daughter of George Henry Baker. Kage got his black eyes, his cheekbones, the dimple in his chin. Also an inhuman determination. George Henry was the eldest boy of 18 kids (mobs run in the family), … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a shy person, intensely private. She didn’t like to share personal information with strangers – or, for that matter, to hear strangers’ revelations either. If she knew you, it was different, but she was definitely not Facebook … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved summer vacation. After 12 years of schooling, that break over the hot months was ingrained in her; she was also a creature of ferocious habit, and anything that imprinted over 12 years was never going to leave … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was never lost. Never. She always knew exactly where she was, and could confidently state the direction we needed to go. She did get testy when her driver was unable to understand her directions, which were always precise … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was born in the Hollywood Hills. Well, actually, she was born in the old Queen of Angels Hospital near downtown, but that was in clear sight of the Hills. It was to the Hills she was brought home, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker viewed the structure of time as a great helical Moebius strip, woven and interwoven into something like a tube. She really did; it wasn’t just a way to explain her time travel story line. Rather the opposite, in … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a firm devotee of Walt Kelly and his merry  Okefenokee Crew – Pogo Possum, Albert Alligator, Howland Owl, Churchy La Femme the turtle, et al. One of their trademarks was a (quite warranted) dread of Friday the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved movies. One of the great things about our lifespan was the proliferation of movies at home. She adored sitting about in her jammies, watching classic films in her own armchair – every change of media made better … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was subject to overloads. Sensory, mostly: too much colour or noise or scent or humidity. Often, too much emotion; brought on by over-indulgence in strongly-flavoured movies, music and waters. It was why she was not very social. She … Continue reading →