Author Archives: Kate

Kage Baker sometimes declared that some days were just … gone. Wasted. The sun comes out too late and watery to do one any good, and yet the weather will not do anything hearty. Like rain. Rain would be nice. … Continue reading →

Kage Baker seldom explained herself. In part that was because she seldom felt that she needed to explain anything. She was a very private person, and abhorred drawing attention to herself – she always felt that being noticed was an … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had special rituals in place for all the events of a writer’s life. Rituals to honour the receipt of a contract, or a check. The special dance she danced when her author’s copies arrived. The rite to heal … Continue reading →

Kage Baker  was picky  about her monsters. Zombies never really made the cut. She did have a slight soft spot for 1932’s White Zombies, but it was only due to loyalty to Bela Lugosi. Lugosi is interesting in it, but … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was energized by autumn. It was part of her inner squirrel sympathies. Ever since she was very small, she had liked to pretend to be a squirrel; as a child, she would scurry about the enormous yard that … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a will of iron. This led to a lot of unfortunate confrontations in her childhood – she had a quiet but unbreakable adamancy that drove many adults to hysteria. She couldn’t be bought off with one treat … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was invited many times to write a blog.  One blog site owner demanded she do so, stating no one would read her books unless she also published a blog. Kage declined both kind invitations and blackmailing attempts, saying … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved late summer. Especially as a child. Her summer routines were all well set by midsummer, and she could drift through the hot days and warm nights with absolutely no thought of boundaries in her mind. Even as an … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a devotee of the whirlwind. She loved catching sight of dust devils, especially when we passed one on I-5: both of us at speed and usually at a tangent. Sometimes we’ d drive through one several times … Continue reading →