Hi, I’m Karen Hugg and I write about plants. I believe more people need plants in their lives and the best way to accomplish that is to show how fascinating they are through entertaining stories and informative articles.
I was born into a Polish family and raised in a very Polish neighborhood in Chicago before I finished graduate school and moved to the Pacific Northwest. (The giant trees here enchanted me.) I worked as an editor for several years, first at small print publications and then hi-tech places like Microsoft and Amazon. The highlight of that time was working and living in Paris while helping to launch Amazon.fr.
After awhile, I burned out and had to reexamine my life. This led me to horticulture school where I fell in love with the beauty (and silence) of plants. I earned my certificate in ornamental horticulture and became a Master Pruner. I opened a small gardening business and helped clients transform and maintain their yards. In my spare time, I wrote articles and reviews about gardening. I went to Goddard College and earned an MFA. Now I write novels featuring plants. I also manage the goings on of my family, my brilliant husband and three sweet kooky adopted children from Poland. When not writing or gardening or parenting, I sit outside and stare at the sky.
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Fun fact: My name is pronounced “Hewg” like Huguenot and not “Hug” as in Hugs and Kisses (though I do like hugs).
Sometimes he used a spade in his garden, and sometimes he read and wrote. He had but one name for these two kinds of labor; he called them gardening.
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables