Category Archives: Excuses

Kage Baker loved those  little intermission film clips you used to see in newsreels and the like. You know – a sort of Whoo-WHOO-Whoo-WHOO carnival score on organ, with hypnotically swirling coloured background patterns and a neatly lettered advisement to … Continue reading →

Kage Baker understood very well what it was like to spend the day in physical labour. She knew what it was like to retire at the end of the available daylight, hoping vaguely that someone else would cook and find … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was an afficianada of fast food. Especially in the summer, when we travelled. Not that she preferred it to real, sit-down, use-a-napkin-and-at-least-one-fork-food. She decidedly did not. But she had standards, of quality at least, and did not partake … Continue reading →

Kage Baker would have said this was a write-off day: time to stock up, fort up and hibernate. She’d have checked the pantry for staples, and urged a quick run to the market for whatever was lacking – masa, olives, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker kept a calendar by her desk, not so much to check the date or track deadlines (that was one of my jobs) as to remind her what day of the week it was. When you no longer watch … Continue reading →