Author Archives: Kate

Kage Baker spent a lot of her high school time in hiding. As we went to a Catholic girls’ school – good old Immaculate Heart High School, just below Ferndale in Griffith Park – the whole place was pretty much … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved receiving the boxes of her books when they came – the promotional copies, the author’s copies. She’d gloat over them, inhaling their scent and checking out the covers and illustrations (if  any). One copy would go on … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, when faced with the annoying vicissitudes of everyday life, handed them off to me and dove into her computer screen. I would love to do that, but I think I’d need a tesseract to accomplish it.  It just … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was an enormous fan of modern conveniences. Especially really good laundry machines, and top-notch food processors. Ease in cleaning clothes, and crushed ice for cocktails – very high on her Vital Necessities of Life List. And if  the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved gardening. She loved the act and enterprise of creating a garden: of maintaining cultured earth for dedicated purposes. She said it made her feel like she was part of the life of the plants, a real participant … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved gardening. She loved the act and enterprise of creating a garden: of maintaining cultured earth for dedicated purposes. She said it made her feel like she was part of the life of the plants, a real participant … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was an excellent photographer. She had her artist’s eye for colour,composition, lighting – all those things that make real art out of an electronic reproduction of what you see with your own, human eyes. She looked through the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker scorned such pithy observations as: There’s many a slip ‘twixt cup and lip. The inability to drink without pouring it down your shirtfront, she pointed out, is not really great as an all-encompassing philosophy, and what the hell … Continue reading →

Kage Baker quite liked Marcel Proust. She actually read all of Remembrance of Things Past, and claimed to have enjoyed it. But then, she was also very fond of French surrealistic cinema, so God only knows what she was seeing … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always said, “Don’t plan anything important for the Monday after a Faire weekend.” This is wisdom pure and undiluted, as one is always mostly dead on those Mondays. Even if one went in civvies, did nothing strenuous or … Continue reading →