Monthly Archives: September 2012

Hot Broth Is My Co-pilot

Kage Baker was  prone to tonsillitis, as well as colds:  but only as an adult. As a child, she was free of the problem; sore throats and inflamed tonsils were my speciality . Kage ran more to fevers and rashes, … Continue reading

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Wrong Kind of Cold

Kage Baker hated cold. And having colds. Upper respiratory tract infections incurred her deep personal hatred, directed with as much specificity as she could summon toward viral particles romping through her own cells. If there were any truth to the … Continue reading

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Home And Somnolent

Kage Baker once told me (blearily clutching her coffee cup), “A trip’s not over until you’ve slept it off.” She was good at bon mots like that. After an epically wretched flight home – 10 hours to get from SeaTac … Continue reading

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Memories Most Tangible

Kage Baker absolutely loved staying in hotels. The whole convention thing – a necessity for a writer to observe, from time to time – got a thousand times more fun for her when she realized it meant more weekends in … Continue reading

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Dreams In The Woods

Kage Baker has been flitting through my dreams of late. By of late I mean the last week, when I have been sleeping in strange beds, in strange places. And by flitting, I mean I wake up knowing she was … Continue reading

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