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A Peaceful Weekend in Arkham

Kage Baker was a firm believer that the world needed to be shut out from time to time. Mind you, by from time to time, she usually meant round the clock. However, even Kage admitted that the world needed to … Continue reading

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Comfort Zones, Dead Zones

Kage Baker was spared lengthy times of writer’s block during her professional life. A great deal of that was, I am sure, because she was demonically disciplined – to the point of a pure, untrammeled stream of obsession. Another very … Continue reading

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I’m Off To Meet The Muse

Kage Baker relied heavily on writing holidays. They were one of the primary energy sources for her creativity. One was always necessary when she started a new book, or got a custom assignment, or hit the 7th-inning doldrums on a … Continue reading

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Why Write?

Kage Baker wroteĀ  for so many different reasons. But she often wondered why. It drove her crazy, and ate all her time and energy. Sometimes she would spin round and round in her desk chair, exclaiming that she should have … Continue reading

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New Year’s Eve, 2016

Kage Baker liked a quiet New Year’s Eve. She liked to maybe go out for a modest dinner, at a local 5-star restaurant (there was one in Pismo). It had an ocean view, killer cocktails, and was decorated in a … Continue reading

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Hope Is Not Necessary

Kage Baker used her writing as her final refuge from all pain and sorrow. She believed, with that particular iron faith she possessed, that it was possible to enter into another world through the screen of her computer. That she … Continue reading

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Never Giving Up

Kage Baker lived an enchanted life. I really believe she did, as her luck was astonishing. Some of that is attributable to her having a will of iron andĀ  refusing to cooperate with the daily ration of shit the Universe … Continue reading

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