Monthly Archives: February 2015

February 10th, I

Kage Baker was into victory dances, at least partially because Harry the Parrot loved to dance with people. Kage could cavort all around the living room with the parrot clinging to her shoulder, shrieking with glee. Both of them, usually … Continue reading

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Resuming Service

Kage Baker was, most adamantly and by deliberate self-design, a writer. She wrote – first, foremost, in preference to almost any other activity, she wrote. It’s an ideal for most writers. But it takes the kind of dedication, stubbornness and … Continue reading

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Tomorrow

Kage Baker kept her tonsils until she was 31 years old. It wasn’t her idea. She just never got tonsillitis much as a kid. So, although Kimberly and I had ours out in a job lot at 11 and 10, … Continue reading

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Compiling

Kage Baker is … compiling. Inspiring me to compile, anyway. I have to identify some characters, and I’m still flipping through pictures and cave paintings. I’ve made an interesting personal discovery about supraorbital ridges. Beep boop beep …

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Edges and Islands III

Kage BakerĀ  was a model of authorly discipline. She sat down every day and wrote – usually on a deliberately set topic, from a carefully arranged outline, so many words a day, so many points ticked off on a neat … Continue reading

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Working On Superbowl Sunday

Kage Baker loathed football. We never watched any sports but the Olympics once we left home. But growing up in a household rich with brothers, uncles and male cousins, exposure to televised sports was inevitable. And with Mamma the Southern … Continue reading

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