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ALL Stories Go On

Posted on August 16, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker always said that 1) she would never write a series again in her entire life; and 2) that didn’t mean that the stories stopped in any of her Universes. Growing up in the 1960’s, Kage sort of naturally … Continue reading →

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Becalmed In The Dog Days in The Horse Latitudes

Posted on August 15, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was closest to total torpitude in the latter half of August. It’s too freaking hot to do nearly anything, there is usually a lot that needs to be done, and Summer had usually replaced all Kage’s bones with … Continue reading →

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Fun With Speciation

Posted on August 12, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was fascinated with the phenomenon of speciation. She loved the idea that there is a constant (by a fairly slow clock) birth of new species out of old ones. Evolution always struck her as a most elegant system, … Continue reading →

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New Victories In Public Space

Posted on August 11, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker was not, by nature, a public person. She was shy to the point of paralysis, and abhorred speaking in public. She disliked being touched without warning or by strangers; being adamantly left-handed, she usually couldn’t even remember which … Continue reading →

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A Gut Feeling

Posted on August 10, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker, as I have noted, was amused by the story of Helicobacter pyloris. I’m sure this was due to a life-long history of watching Disney nature shows, where everything was given a neotenic expression and narration by Sterling Holloway. Sort … Continue reading →

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It’s Never Lupus, But It’s All Grist

Posted on August 9, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker enjoyed pretty good health most of her life – until she died of cancer. She didn’t like the hand that Fate dealt, but she didn’t think it was especially unfair, either. As she remarked, towards the end, “Well, … Continue reading →

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Life On A Road With Kage

Posted on August 8, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker, as I have often observed, was a born tourist. She was a happy spectator in the world, any and all of it, constantly seeking new things to witness. She loved to watch things, especially through the windows of … Continue reading →

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Doing Nothing Between Fire and Flood

Posted on August 7, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker harboured a guilty excitement about fire season in California. It’s not good when the hills catch and walls of fire sweep down the golden oat and oak covered hills; and she had the native Angeleno’s inborn fear of … Continue reading →

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Resources

Posted on August 6, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker  was a hoarder of resources. We grew up in  houses lined with books, a great proportion of which were either structural supports  or insulation, via floor to ceiling bookcases. We were stunned (and a little creeped out) to … Continue reading →

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Friday, Friday, Friday!

Posted on August 5, 2016 by Kate

Kage Baker loved Fridays. Even after leaving school, even after escaping the back office Pink Collar Ghetto to work at her writing at home, she treasured the observance of the weekend. She used to set the alarm clock to go … Continue reading →

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