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Inquiring Minds II

Posted on January 9, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker liked questions. She loved puzzles, and questions were the doorway to her favourite puzzles: what’s it all for? Why is it here? What is Here? What happened? And what happens next? She loved simply asking questions. A good … Continue reading →

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Menus, Pantries, Grocery Lists

Posted on January 8, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker, for all her peripatetic weekend urges, was a great fan of cocooning. Spending a weekend, especially a Sunday, cozily cloistered indoors against the seasonal gales was something she actively enjoyed. It was a sunny, warm day in Los … Continue reading →

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Bleah

Posted on January 5, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker – there, my ritual salutation is in place. My ex-agent, Linn Prentis, died Christmas Eve. I just found out today. I am sad and sorry, though we did not part on the best of terms: maybe, sadder and … Continue reading →

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The Peculiar Satisfactions of Careful Research

Posted on January 4, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker was, at heart, a researcher. She liked to track ideas through the multiverse of available thought. That meant all forms of media, all sorts of communication, all kinds of art. She liked to start with a single concept … Continue reading →

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Domestic Bliss

Posted on January 3, 2017 by Kate

 Kage Baker was not especially fond of animals, in general. She liked animals the way she liked people – as individuals, one on one, for their specific unique personalities. And very few of them. To Kage, most animals were a … Continue reading →

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Inquiring Minds

Posted on January 2, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker had an inquiring mind. Many writers do, of course; though not all. James Fenimore Cooper did not like to speculate much, which is how he wrote such supremely boring novels about a well-documented historical period barely a generation … Continue reading →

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Signposts of Casual Eternity

Posted on January 1, 2017 by Kate

Kage Baker was a firm believer  in signs and symbols. I don’t actually know how deeply she held some of them, for all that she announced them as they appeared to her – I must admit, her distress when I … Continue reading →

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Fish Gotta Sing, Birds Gotta Dance

Posted on December 21, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was of the opinion that all writers are exhibitionists. Many artists of all sorts, of course, are exhibitionists. But not all, by any means – it was Kage’s observation that a lot of actors are severely shy and … Continue reading →

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PTSD*

Posted on December 20, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker – daughter of a soldier, granddaughter and greater to a lot more, related through various complexly twisted rose-vines to the First Families of Virginia and the DAR – or what it the Daughters of the Confederacy? Probably both … Continue reading →

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The Moderately Contented Pine Tree

Posted on December 10, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker disliked what she called “Pollyanna stuff”. Forced cheerfulness really torqued her wa, you know? She herself was consistently what her mother despairingly called “an unhappy little pine tree” – which meant Kage was not bubbly nor sunshiney nor … Continue reading →

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