Monthly Archives: September 2011

Change May Be Good Medicine … But It Tastes Bad

Kage Baker disliked change. Intensely. She avoided it whenever she could, she ignored its implications and machinations whenever possible, and if it was extreme enough – she worked steadily afterwards to blot it out and put back what had been … Continue reading

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Upgrading Bathrooms

Kage Baker loved having her own bathroom. Some of this, of course, is the natural consequence of sharing bathrooms with many, many siblings – three of them boys. Some is the result of spending 30 year’s worth of weekends at … Continue reading

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Ask If You Like. Tell If You Want. And Relax.

Kage Baker and I had a lot of weird teenaged conversations in the back yard of Mamma’s house. There was a decaying stone staircase that led off down a slope full of yucca and century plants; we’d sit there, under … Continue reading

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Things I Saw On My Summer Vacation

Kage Baker was a professional observer. Writers, by and large, are – good ones, anyway. They observe both reality and fantasy with objectivity, and write about what they see. She taught me to pay super-secret-close attention to what was around … Continue reading

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At The Movies. And Afterward…

Kage Baker was always deeply effected by films. She enjoyed the sensation. After seeing a movie she liked, she would seek out all manner of associated material – the source novel (or novelized script), the soundtrack, all the reviews she … Continue reading

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Loose In Time

Kage Baker was fixed a little loosely in the stream of Time. She liked it like that. She never enjoyed feeling especially constrained or limited by her environment, and Time was no different. There was only so far she would … Continue reading

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Back At The Megalopolis …

Kage Baker always believed in the therapeutic value of a good collapse after returning from the North. Several hours on the road leaves one noticeably brain-dead and exhausted – especially dimension-skipping down I-5, that Road of Weirdness. So I’m home, … Continue reading

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