Monthly Archives: June 2014

Kage Baker always thought of Mondays as a day of rest. At least, as much rest as could be managed, while going to work or school, to recover from the previous weekend. Her weekends were always intense – Kage threw … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, like all our generation and the one after us, grew up in a world at war. Today is the 100th anniversary of the assassination of the Arch Duke Franz Ferdinand. He was killed by some goober who missed … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loathed bugs. Not too surprising; most people do dislike them to some extent or another. Millions of people detest and run screaming from them. Spiders are an especially earnestly hated organism; although, of course, they aren’t bugs OR … Continue reading →

Kage Baker dearly loved puzzles. Physical ones, anyway – not so much word puzzles, which she said all reminded her of the dreaded word problems in IOWA tests (which is what we had in the benighted 60’s). You know – … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the marine layer. May Grey, it’s called in Southern California. June Gloom. Some years, it stretches into July Why God Why?, but that’s rare; though we do have years when the summer sun is basically not seen … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had migraines. Bad ones, too – nausea, pain, light sensitivity, and a mixed grill of synesthesia to top it off. Kage would see sounds, feel colours, smell textures – and, to her outrage and dismay, they were all nasty. … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a very Queen of search engines. She was enchanted with the idea at first encounter – which was when I set up our first little computer with our first little ISP server. Long ago and far away, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always felt rather cheated by the implications of Midsummer’s Day. It very much is NOT in the middle of summer; in fact, it’s technically the first day of the season. It’s the summer solstice, which is wonderful – … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved Shakespeare – all of his work. She was particularly fond of the plays, because ol’ Willy was such a superb dialogue writer – under the Elizabethan parlance and grammar (which Kage learned incredibly well) is an outstanding … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was adamant that every writer needed access to an utterly inviolable space. If you were lucky enough to have a spare room, or a livable attic, or a tree house, or a disused camper shell in the backyard … Continue reading →