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I Don’t Know Where I Am, But I Don’t Like It

Kage Baker used her writing as an anodyne for pain, a refuge from fear, an outlet for obsessions, a fun-house mirror for whatever was displeasing her with its general looks. Twisting something into a Mobius curve can change its entire … Continue reading

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On The Outside, Looking Further Out

Kage Baker never indulged in any writing contests or seminars. The last class she took in creative writing was in high school, at good old Immaculate Heart High School. Mind you, the teacher for that class was the inestimable poet … Continue reading

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Still Smoking, But It’s Cool

Kage Baker loved the transformations of the seasons. That’s a little weird for a born Angelina, as our seasons here in the Basin are often eccentric and usually delicate. But we native children of the place know how to discern … Continue reading

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Calan Gaeaf Hapus, Tachwedd Bendigedig

Kage Baker loved Halloween. So do I. So does my entire family, which is why Mike and Kimberly are taking turns manning the front door at my house as the hordes of small, sugar-intoxicated demons come calling for their annual … Continue reading

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Nuggets That Inspired Kage

Kage Baker┬áhad few of the problems with inspiration that commonly afflict authors. She felt she was very lucky in that regard; she could find inspiration in almost anything. It took some discipline – Kage trained herself to pay attention to … Continue reading

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The Official Season of the Weird

Kage Baker enjoyed not just the standard seasons of the calendar year. She also got a lot of pleasure out of celebrating seasons of her own devising. Part of it was her firm belief that there were simply not enough … Continue reading

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Now Is Gone September

Kage Baker liked to sing that refrain, as we whirled over the line between September and October. It was a play on an old Faire favourite: Now is come September, the Hunter’s Moon begun; And through the wheaten stubble is … Continue reading

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