Monthly Archives: July 2012

Kage Baker was a firm believer in listening to feed back. If readers took the time to tell you something, she felt, they were owed the writer’s attention. At least long enough to decide whether or not the idea, suggestion … Continue reading →

Kage Baker died before any of us even knew that her namesake nephew-of-love was on the way. I mean, we all knew his parents were trying, but the target baby had not yet been acquired. Kage had faith he would … Continue reading →

Kage Baker’s favourite season to travel I-5 was the summer. Not only were the days long – reducing the time spent in the dark on that strangest of all roads – but it’s the season for fresh fruit. She could … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved babies. You’d think someone who had been baby-sitting (and feeding, and changing, and reading to) smaller kids since she herself was reliably house-broken might have gotten blase about it. But no, Kage was constantly delighted as our … Continue reading →

Kage Baker once broke our toilet with a conch shell. On Christmas Eve. With lots of family members coming over for Christmas Day. Including a clean-freak grandmother. All of you, Dear Readers, probably have holiday plumbing stories. Some of you … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the Fourth of July. Well, she revered it. She thought that the celebration of our country was better served on a small, daily basis than with one big mindless spasm a year. Consequently, she paid her taxes, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker just loved weird science-related facts. So let me take this opportunity to say Thanks! to all of you Dear Readers who sent me links to reports of the crater recently detected on Greenland. Evidently something the size of … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was one year and 20 days older than me. (Which is funny, because I am one year and 20 days older than my sister Kimberly …). This meant that for 20 days each year, Kage was technically 2 … Continue reading →