Monthly Archives: January 2014

Better Late Than Never

Kage Baker didn’t really care for winter weather – at least, not if there was any chance she would have to be personally out in it. For her, winter was best as a spectator sport. She was designed to live … Continue reading

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January 30, 2014

Kage Baker will have been dead 4 years as of 1:15 tomorrow morning, a time and date yet to come. Just barely, but at this moment it is still a nebulous unknown; a figment of horological patterning that doesn’t quite … Continue reading

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Hunting

Kage Baker was very good about keeping records of her writing. That is, she kept every version of every story she wrote. She saved portable copies to her Buke and on thumb drives, to be carried along when we travelled, … Continue reading

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Dropped Stitches In the Sleeve of Care

Kage Baker really needed her sleep. She was one of those people who actually require 8 hours per night, and wilt like a dandelion if shorted. Kage and Kimberly were and are, respectively, prone to go into a coma before … Continue reading

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Techno Toys

Kage Baker loved techno toys. Which was to say, elegant machines or advanced electronics; things that were cunningly made and worked as if by magic. She was absolutely enthralled by shiny mechanicals that did something silent and complicated, with the … Continue reading

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The Saturdays

Kge Baker loved Saturdays. Even after she left school, even after she left work – Saturdays were holidays. It was a state of mind, I think. That, and the fact that Kage loved the Melendy books, and so was attuned … Continue reading

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There Is No Try

Kage Baker didn’t like to give writing advice. She enjoyed teaching, especially lecturing to large classes; there is an element of distance to a lecture class, which eased her native discomfort in close social contact. She enjoyed  conversations, too, but … Continue reading

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