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Kage Baker always said, if she could sit up – she could write. And that she used as the rule of her life, until the last year of it. Then she discovered that even if she couldn’t sit, writing was … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was always thrilled when she got advertising notices of her books. You know – flyers on new science fiction from the local indie bookstore. Or those “Just Like” and “Recommended for You” emails from amazon.com. From time to … Continue reading →

Kage Baker used to hate being asked that classically disingenuous question: Where do you get your ideas? Especially when the questioner would then stand there, eyes at stretch for wonder and mouth open  like a baby bird, obviously sure that … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was, as all her friends and fans know, an avid collector of strange “found objects”. The tendency of classical art and music, legendary writings, extinct animals and hitherto unsuspected entries into common genera to suddenly pop back into the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker loved the late, much-lamented British musician Nick Drake. She had all his albums, and his voice was part of the sound track of her last year. Drake tragically killed himself in 1974, at age 26. He was arguably … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, as I have observed before, rarely suffered writer’s block. When she did, it rarely lasted long; its duration could be measured in hours. Sometimes in minutes. Her primary cure was a session of gardening. Half an hour pulling … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was much given to repeated dreams. There were specific dreams she dreamed repeatedly – those usually went on until she assigned meaning to them, and satisfied whatever subconscious rash was breaking out in  her mind. One of those … Continue reading →

Kage Baker came to terms with most of the pains that accompany growing old. She didn’t like any of them, and was not above impassioned rants against the tyranny of stiffening joints and failing stamina. She quite gloated over the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked celebrating old holidays. She liked holidays in general, and the pagan calendar that had illuminated life for our Celtic ancestors was generally more fun than the moderns one anyway. Labor Day, for instance, cannot hold a candle, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker never wrote about her illness. She meant to – a thousand peculiar and fascinating things happened during her year-long journey through cancer. But she never had the energy and the time simultaneously. As the time grew shorter and … Continue reading →