Author Archives: Kate

Kage Baker was a firm believer in the axiom that God answers all prayers. However, she also subscribed just as firmly to the addendum that the answer is usually No. Nonetheless, she felt, one should always be prepared to react … Continue reading →

Kage Baker planned most of her life to eventually retire to Catalina Island. I’m not even sure why – when her fascination with that nearest of the Channel Islands began, she knew almost nothing about it. Just the name, and … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, as you Dear Readers may know, was deeply fascinated with Catalina Island. It figures largely and repeatedly in her Company series – not just because it was conveniently there and had a history as weird as snakes’ suspenders, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker hated pranks and practical jokes. That may seem odd for a writer renowned for her humour, but she maintained that practical jokes have nothing to do with humour. They don’t  make the audience laugh; they make the audience … Continue reading →

Kage Baker – that’s all, Dear Readers. My brain has seceded. In the brief moments on this grey, cold day that I am awake, I’m gonna read Terry Pratchett books and watch reruns of Supernatural. Drink cocoa, eat pizza, and similarly … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was very fond of lists. Not only did she depend on them to schedule tasks – she just plain liked them. Lists satisfied her sense of order. One could make a list and then tick things off – … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved opera. She loved musical theatre. She was fond of the dear old recordings of Tubby the Tuba and Peter and the Wolf that adults gave us on purpose: but what she loved best her whole life long … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a determined, disciplined writer. She could power through almost anything, and did – even dying of cancer had only a slowing effect right up to the day it killed her. Hers was an old Roman, votaress kind … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was pretty philosophical about the weather. She figured there was really nothing she (or anyone else) could do about it, so complaining was pointless. At least, after the fact. She also had a vaguely defined belief that various … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved to garden. And she was good at it; inspired, in fact. I kept her company in the gardens. We talked out stories, threatened the weather, waged wars on snails and aphids; before my youth collapsed so spectacularly … Continue reading →