Author Archives: Kate

Kage Baker was born in the Hollywood Hills. Well, actually, she was born in the old Queen of Angels Hospital near downtown, but that was in clear sight of the Hills. It was to the Hills she was brought home, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker viewed the structure of time as a great helical Moebius strip, woven and interwoven into something like a tube. She really did; it wasn’t just a way to explain her time travel story line. Rather the opposite, in … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a firm devotee of Walt Kelly and his merry  Okefenokee Crew – Pogo Possum, Albert Alligator, Howland Owl, Churchy La Femme the turtle, et al. One of their trademarks was a (quite warranted) dread of Friday the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved movies. One of the great things about our lifespan was the proliferation of movies at home. She adored sitting about in her jammies, watching classic films in her own armchair – every change of media made better … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was subject to overloads. Sensory, mostly: too much colour or noise or scent or humidity. Often, too much emotion; brought on by over-indulgence in strongly-flavoured movies, music and waters. It was why she was not very social. She … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was born on June 10. In 1952. Today she would have been 59. Now, that’s fantasy for you. No one ever expects to get that old or imagines what it will feel like – at least, no one … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was intimately, personally familiar with the concept of herd immunity. She also knew that, statistically, someone in the herd will catch none of whatever plagues are going around – someone else will catch all of them. The majority … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, as must be pretty obvious by now, really liked free-range strangeness. She was a connoisseuse, a collector, a delighted vector for tales of High Weirdness. Like gossip, she was happy enough just to hear of it and not … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked conspiracy theories. She didn’t believe in them – not many, anyway – she just liked them. The way she liked Warner Brothers cartoons, and Jack In The Box commercials; the way she liked funny video shows.  They … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a particular fondness for WWII soldiers (Daddy was one). And she had a particular horror of that war as well. I’m not sure why. Neither was she. But footage of the European Theatre, in particular, upset her … Continue reading →