Monthly Archives: May 2014

Kage Baker – yes, even Kage Baker, Queen of productivity and determined teller of tales – had days when her power plant went down. Sometimes a belt snapped, or the mill race was full of displaced fish and water hyacinth, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a great admirer of those who master crafts. She was picky about what she considered a worthy “craft”, though. Summer afternoon projects at the grammar school down the hill did not make the cut. All those badly … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was always filled with energy at public appearances. Glowing, fizzy, incandescent energy. I think she had an internal Van der Graaf generator that reacted to the exterior flow of energy to fill Kage herself with glowing sparks. Maybe … Continue reading →

Kage Baker slogged determinedly through many the Monday of a 3-day weekend. Most of them were Memorial and Labour Day weekends at Renaissance Faires – those days when the performers were insanely energized; when instead of husbanding our strength, we … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was not a partier at cons. Not for her the glittering rounds between parties in crowded hotel rooms; she preferred bar tenders to bottles in a tub of ice. And she hated noise. Besides, no matter how nice … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved to people watch. Faires were a prime watching ground, of course. Not so much the participants, whom she saw all all day in various states of costuming; the best entertainment was the customers. The ones in costumes … Continue reading →

Kage Baker really enjoyed going to science fiction conventions. She hadn’t expected to like them; in fact, initially she planned to avoid them. But even without her agent being incredulous at the idea, research did indicate that it wasn’t a … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the road. She loved new roads, and always announced gleefully when we turned on to one – nothing thrilled her more, I think, than a new world coming into view around a curve of road. She also … Continue reading →

Kage Baker treasured the periods in her life when things would be … quiet. She liked the subdued times, when she could plan a daily routine and actually stick to it. Rise mid-morning to hand-ground coffee and a bowl of … Continue reading →