Monthly Archives: August 2016

Naggery

Posted on August 27, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker hated being nagged. Well, honestly, most people do hate it. Except for those solipsistic types who simply don’t hear things like nagging or suggestions; they exist in happy selective deafness. Kage could only rarely summon that kind of … Continue reading →

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Love/Fatigue Relationship

Posted on August 24, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker always said her most intense relationships were with invisible people: Authors. Illustrators. Gods When asked about  her favourite writers, her stock  response was: “Dead white guys.” Her favourite artists were Van Gogh, Maxfield Parrish and Walt Kelly, and … Continue reading →

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The Dog Days II

Posted on August 19, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker did not believe in luck. Everything, she believed, had a purpose. She carried this to some weird lengths, in my opinion; but she said it made her feel better. It wasn’t paranoia (She insisted on that …), it … Continue reading →

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Vegetative States

Posted on August 17, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was subject to a strange condition called “mumping.” At least, she called it that. I have no idea what anyone else called it – but it involved mutating into a vegetable entity and sitting around scowling and doing … Continue reading →

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ALL Stories Go On

Posted on August 16, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker always said that 1) she would never write a series again in her entire life; and 2) that didn’t mean that the stories stopped in any of her Universes. Growing up in the 1960’s, Kage sort of naturally … Continue reading →

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Becalmed In The Dog Days in The Horse Latitudes

Posted on August 15, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was closest to total torpitude in the latter half of August. It’s too freaking hot to do nearly anything, there is usually a lot that needs to be done, and Summer had usually replaced all Kage’s bones with … Continue reading →

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The Shape of Her Life

Posted on August 14, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was strongly shaped by the habits of her childhood. She wasn’t a proponent of all the hoary axioms of parenting. As the twig is bent, so grows the tree. Give me a child until he is 7 years … Continue reading →

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Write? Re-Write? Or Give up and Eat Ice Cream?

Posted on August 13, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker, being a ferociously self-disciplined person where writing was concerned, was determined to write every single day. And she usually did, too. Even if it was only an hour or two of editing, even if all she got in … Continue reading →

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Fun With Speciation

Posted on August 12, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was fascinated with the phenomenon of speciation. She loved the idea that there is a constant (by a fairly slow clock) birth of new species out of old ones. Evolution always struck her as a most elegant system, … Continue reading →

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New Victories In Public Space

Posted on August 11, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was not, by nature, a public person. She was shy to the point of paralysis, and abhorred speaking in public. She disliked being touched without warning or by strangers; being adamantly left-handed, she usually couldn’t even remember which … Continue reading →

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