Monthly Archives: October 2014

Kage Baker usually collapsed after a long car trip. Eight hours on the road is wearying, even when you’re the passenger. It’s hard on the navigator, too – especially any navigator who had to work with me – so just … Continue reading →

Kage Baker needed to be able to see the world while she wrote. She always had her desk close to a window, wherever we lived; the point was to provide a contrast to whatever world she was building on the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker rather liked Spam. Not porn, which must constitute at least 95% of all unsolicited email. Porn bored her, unless someone came up with something really weird and amusing – but no one ever did, really. Mass mailings are … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always told me – to be a writer, you must write. Just that – sit down and write something. Anything. Gibberish, if that’s all that comes to mind – it worked for James Joyce, she would always point … Continue reading →

Kage Baker never trusted the Internet. Not really. She adored the conductivity and the vast scope of its content – other worlds, right there at one’s fingertips! She felt it was the best device for the convenience of writers ever … Continue reading →

Kage Baker did not quite approve of blogs. There were several she followed pretty faithfully – many others she encountered for a brief look-see during her wide-ranging treasure hunts through the Aether. But she never really liked them. I think … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a complicated relationship with distractions. Most of the time, she ignored them – like the professional, dedicated writer she was. She had learned how to do that during a complex apprenticeship in writing in less-than-ideal environments: the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked to acknowledge October as the season of monsters. She was fascinated by monsters. Not gory, squelchy, slimy monsters -not modern monsters, really, at all. She preferred the older and more classic meanings of the word: a prodigy … Continue reading →