• Writing

    Why I Wrote a Novel About a Tree That Sings: Part Two

    Why I Wrote a Novel About a Tree That Sings: Part Two, Karen Hugg, https://karenhugg.com/2018/11/15/cat, #cats #SongoftheTreeHollow #novel #Seattle #fiction #books

    In Part One of this series, I wrote about how my affection for trees and the idea of plants making vibrations inspired me to write Song of the Tree Hollow. Today I’ll address the other piece of the puzzle: the sudden experience of my cat dying and coming back to life.

  • Writing

    Why I Wrote a Novel About a Tree That Sings: Part One

    Why I Wrote a Novel About a Tree That Sings, https://karenhugg.com/2018/11/12/tree, Karen Hugg #tree #novel #SongoftheTreeHollow #Seattle #book

    Hey everyone, I’ve published a short novel called Song of the Tree Hollow. It’s a literary mystery about a young woman who discovers she has a magical touch with plants — and unfortunately, a dark family history. It was fun to write, and one of my warmer, quirkier stories. I thought I’d offer this post on the origins of it. The book is available on Kindle for 99 cents, free on Kindle Unlimited. Please check it out! Thanks!

  • Momhood

    A Hectic Vacation

    Museum of History and Industry (MOHAI), Seattle, WA

    Whether I like it or not, I’m inundated right now with work and visitors. August is always a month of visitors for us because two of my children were born in August and relatives like to come for their birthdays — which for me means cleaning and guests and cake and touring around the region. Writing is out the window (unless you count a bit of revising in bed at night). Here are a few Seattle sites worth visiting and where we’ve…

  • Inspiration

    Moving to Seattle: The Best Decision I Ever Made

    airplane interior, Moving to Seattle: The Best Decision I Ever Made, Karen Hugg, The Cultivated Life, https://karenhugg.com/2013/01/18/moving-to-seattle, Photo by Suhyeon Choi #moving #Seattle #movingtoSeattle

    Today is my 21st anniversary of moving to Seattle. I came here in late January of 1992. I was just out of graduate school, my job had been eliminated, and I had no romantic partner in my life. I’d visited the Northwest the previous October, staying with my aunt and uncle who’d recently moved here themselves. As I explored the area, I fell utterly in love with the giant trees, the beautiful lakes, and spectacular mountain countryside. When I mentioned…