Monthly Archives: March 2013

Kage Baker obsessed about things. She knew that, admitted it cheerfully and without guilt, and found many interesting ways to turn her obsessions into personal virtue. And she was faithful to her obsessions, just as much as she was to … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was acutely aware – or at least personally convinced – that the world saved itself up to interfere with her writing. Distractions, temptations, visitors, strange things floating by in the sky – they were all stockpiled by some … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was known for being a California writer. She took that as a great compliment, being very proud of her native species status here. As she said, she wrote a California product – boom or bust, feast or famine. … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved techno-toys. At the same time, she was suspicious of new technology; especially new tech designed to replace some piece of old tech with which she had a satisfying personal relationship. Our computers were always firmly set to … Continue reading →

Kage Baker didn’t care for St. Patrick’s Day. She didn’t like corned beef – too salty, too fatty, and the cooking method – boiling – was something she felt should never be applied to beef. This, mind you, despite her … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the silent movies. Talkies were well established, of course, by the time she was born; but the old films showed up late at night pretty regularly. Kage – who was often insomniac when she was little – … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved gadgets. She loved wind up toys, clockwork, spinning light-up tops – techno-toys like thumb drives in new shapes and colours (she had a rainbow of them, and wanted one shaped like a gummy bear. Or a skull.). … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a dedicated and enthusiastic aunt. She loved her siblings’  and her friends’ offspring, and participated in their upbringing as much as she could. It’s a system many mammals use, as she said: if it was good for … Continue reading →

Kage Baker felt that the edges of her mind were … permeable. She believed that the non-corporeal aspect of mind – as opposed to the corporeal one of brain – was not entirely secure in her case. This sort of … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the return of Spring. She liked it best when it was also a return to warmth – she had salamander blood, and suffered through even a California winter.  But cold or hot, she took the change to … Continue reading →