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Kage Baker liked anticipation. She liked run-ups to events, the count-down to the The Day, the pre-celebration rituals to be observed. No holiday was a one-off with her. She said it made any given holiday last longer – which it … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a firm believer in dreams. Not in symbolism or hidden  meanings – she took dreams pretty literally, assuming her sleeping mind had something to say to her. She listened. She also assumed her mind meant what it … Continue reading →

Kage Baker went to Immaculate Heart High School, at the intersection of Western and Franklin Avenues in Hollywood. The dear old pile – which bore a strong resemblance to Ghormanghast when Kage and I (and a couple other of our … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the Griffith park Observatory. So did I, and still do. Kage was always fascinated with its classical beauty and weird exhibits, and the mere fact that it is there in the first place. One doesn’t readily consider … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked writing about Mars. That surprised her when she started it. I mention this because yestreday I touched a Martian meteorite, at the Griffith Park Observatory. It had been upwelling lava from under the skin on Mars; now … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the Beatles. Really, honestly loved them; madlydeeplytruely. Not carnally – except for George; George was IT as far as Kage was concerned – but with the religious fervor of one who has assigned faces to the 4 … Continue reading →

Kage Baker thought that famous statement was largely a cop-out. She saw it as a teenager’s excuse for a natural lack of discipline, claiming a pious moral evolution long afterwards, when he could no longer traverse that Road of Excess … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was fascinated by the idea of being a cyborg. There was a certain element of horror to it – she had nightmares when she was young, of discovering complicated gears and levers beneath her own skin – but … Continue reading →

Kage Baker used research like a roulette wheel. She’d need to learn something – locations of post offices in Buffalo in 1943, or how long it will take a Hot Wheels car to decay, or a place to eat zuppa … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved research. It was a professional necessity, but she also just liked it. It was her favourite game, the ultimate jigsaw puzzle. She’d spend days on topics with no point beyond personal interest, or a chance glimpse of … Continue reading →