Monthly Archives: December 2017

“We … belong dead.” (Not As Morbid As It Looks)

Kage Baker liked to watch movies on New Year’s Eve. Partly that was because she also liked to stay at home on the Eve; maybe a really good dinner out, but that early and swift. She went to ground as … Continue reading

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Happy Christmas

Kage Baker loved Christmas. And for all our many years of devotion to Dickenson Fair and Extreme Christmas – and believe me, the delights and ecstasies are many and enormous – the crown of all the season is Christmas Day with … Continue reading

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Two-Day Holidays. With Food.

Kage Baker never felt that a single day was sufficient for a holiday. She stretched birthdays into celebratory weeks. The run up to Halloween lasted a whole month of steadily increasing lights and Beistle paper decorations and bowls of rehearsal … Continue reading

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Iatrogenesis

Kage Baker was wont to judge throw up her hands on certain days, and consign the entire diurnal period to the trash bin. Not in general, either – specific days were thus tossed on specific faults and flaws, and often … Continue reading

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Is THIS Real Life?

Kage Baker was not a great fan of real life. It was full of trivial discomforts, and unpleasant people whom you could nonetheless not kill. It gave small pleasures, small hurts – so that one could not even strike an … Continue reading

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Tales of the Glories of Christmases Long, Long Ago

Kage Baker – even she, the most determined person I have ever known – would sometimes throw herself into her armchair and give up. Tonight, Dear Readers, I am in just such a slough: not of despair, but a sucking … Continue reading

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Sunday Contentment

Kage Baker loved quiet Sunday evenings. She most especially loved winter evenings; when the sun set  in the West into the Pacific in a nest of red tinsel clouds, and the sky was a deep cold violet all the way to … Continue reading

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