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Kage Baker used to wryly paraphrase that old saw about the weather into Don’t like the world? Invent a new one. Easier said than done, unless you were her. Kage could not only do it – sometimes on a moment’s … Continue reading →

Kage Baker greatly admired Ray Bradbury. William Shakespeare was one of the gods of her idolotry. I think most literate English speakers would class both of them as masters in their respective crafts – Sweet William in world-class plays, and … Continue reading →

Kage Baker never missed an election – never, ever, ever. Four years ago, she trekked through the dark and the rain to make sure my ballot got in as well – it was arguably the most important election in our … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was invited several times to write a blog – and once ordered to, by some cocky little prig – and she always refused. She said it was hard enough to keep up with what she had to do … Continue reading →

Kage Baker didn’t have a formal background in science. Some science fiction writers, do; some do not. What they do have is an interest in ‘What if?” questions; an urgent desire to know the answer to “Why?”  and “How?” It’s … Continue reading →

Kage Baker … oAKY , FOREST problem is that I just posted this with nothing in it escept kage’s name. The folks among you Dear Readers who get tghis sent directly to your mailboxes are doubtl;ess wondering whatr the heck … Continue reading →

Kage Baker adored kaleidoscopes. The inevitable but never expected patterns, growing one out of the other, fascinated her. Each one was a unique vista that would never come again – even if you turned the kaleidoscope back, the result was … Continue reading →

Kage Baker liked going to science fiction conventions for a number of reasons: networking, hotel bars, seeing friends. Putting an enjoyable spin on the necessary promotional activities of being a writer. The dealers room. People-watching. People-watching is especially rewarding because … Continue reading →

Kage Baker, enthusiastic traveller though she was, was ever in fear of something going wrong on the I-5. That road is so long, so frequently empty, passes through so much utter nothingness and active weirdness – breaking down anywhere else … Continue reading →

Kage Baker would have been face down and asleep by now. The drive home from Santa Clara was full of the sort of adventures that always made her swear we’d never leave home again … Details tomorrow, but for now … Continue reading →