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Kage Baker used to complain about the lack of humidity in California. She liked fog, she loved the smell of the sea, she liked her garden green. Living in the Los Angeles Basin, we grew up in what is technically … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, mostly, refused to speak on the telephone. This annoyed her friends and family, because they believed that she was almost always home. They were wrong – we just didn’t tell anyone when we went haring off, for the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved Santa Rosa plums above all other fruits of the earth. Even the enormous spectrum of apples was not so dear to her palette as this one, old-fashioned plum. Every summer saw a new steely-eyed hunt for them, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved The Marine Layer. That’s a fixture in coastal California – theoretically, it’s a meteorological phenomenon, but it happens so dependably it might as well be geography. Or architecture. In May and June, especially, the ocean edge of … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was fascinated by extinction. And cryptids. They sort of go hand in hand. She was well aware that all species go extinct eventually (so far anyway) and that most manage it without human intervention; but she was also … Continue reading →

Kage Baker will forgive me the occasional placemarker. The other side of her inhuman determination was an occasional fit of whimsical self-justification for doing nothing. I’ve been asleep for something like 18 of the last 24 hours, and am only … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, like so many millions of others, loved the Harry Potter stories. She was grateful the last one came out when it did; much as she had enjoyed the movies, she would have been sad to die without knowing … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was often struck down by migraines in hot weather. Especially during Northern Faire, in Marin – when we ran into late August and September, the heat would often reach triple digits in the late afternoon. A demon wind … Continue reading →

Kage Baker slept. At least as an adult – when she was a kid, she had insomnia and was frequently up until well past the television sign off. Back when television stations did sign off. And they did once, Dear … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked Sunday breakfasts out. She had favourite restaurants, as opposed to favourite dishes – it was the ambiance of specific places she craved; once there in the place she wanted, she’d usually order the exact same thing every … Continue reading →