Monthly Archives: May 2018

Up All Night. And All Day (So Far, Anyway)

Kage Baker rarely wrote in the middle of the night. She was a daylight person. She stayed up late to work, most nights: but her idea of late was any hour past midnight. By that time, she was visibly flagging. Her … Continue reading

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May Grey, June Gloom

Kage Baker loved this time of year. At least, she loved the classical weather of our childhoods, when sometimes May and always June were dim and quiet under a grey sky … this is no longer a sure thing, as … Continue reading

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Memories In May

Kage Baker never (as far as I could tell) forgot anything. Things she did not wish to recall were somehow shunted away –  probably into her tertiary consciousness; I know she had one – until and unless some reflex forced her … Continue reading

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Daily Weirdness, With Possums

Kage Baker firmly believed that the basis of the world as we know it is weirdness. Most human endeavour, she felt, was an attempt to explain, ignore, or encompass weirdness. People don’t usually like it, you see, and they structure … Continue reading

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An Unexpected Glitch

Kage Baker. There, that’s my traditional beginning. I have now planted my banner on another dark Friday. I am temporarily out of order, with something vile of a gastrointestinal order. I’ve probably been poisoned by the forces of darkness. However, … Continue reading

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Opening Credits

Kage Baker leaned delicately on most of her friends. A few were designated pillars of the sky; she was more apt to lean on those, though even there she was always loathe to become too needy or dependent. Most people … Continue reading

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And Back Again

Kage Baker blessedly lacked a few of the classic problems of the writer. She seldom got writer’s block, and never for very long. She was seldom depressed. She dodged, resisted and/or ignored comments from her audience, and thus was untroubled … Continue reading

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