Entry: LG #2.

Title: Moongraden.

Genre: MG/Science-fantasy (Secret Garden retelling).

Word Count: 40,000.

If your MC was an Easter egg, what flavor would she be?

I would be a chocolate covered egg with mystery filling…because I’m full of secrets.


On the moon colony, plants are extinct and Myra’s a fraud pretending to have magical powers. When she stumbles upon a secret lab overflowing with forbidden flowers she unlocks their magic and her own.



I peer through the door at the one empty seat in the room; my empty seat. When most kids cut class, they get as far away as possible, and I will too. But first I always have to check and see if they notice I’m missing, and listen to what the other kids say when I’m not there.

The bell hums through the overhead portals and I crouch just out of sight. Our teacher, a Number Whisperer like my parents, glances around the class. I watch as her eyes settle on the space in the aisle.

“Has anyone seen Myra Porter today?” Her eyes dart around the room, looking for the flicker of a hand. There isn’t one. I knew there wouldn’t be.

“She’s probably off inventing some new algorithm to teleport us all back to the Old World,” some round faced, curly haired boy calls. Other kids snicker and I roll my eyes.

“We don’t need to teleport back, genius,” I whisper. We have ships that could take us back to the Old World, that’s not the problem. It’s the fact that we can’t breathe the air there, that’s the problem.

I sigh. Idiots. All of them.

I linger another minute to see if anyone else says anything, but Ms. Clarka settles right into the lesson. Her hand swipes through the air, leaving a trail of mist behind it that clusters into complicated looking equations with lots of decimals and strange looking symbols. Contouring Decimal Equations. Easy stuff for most of the class: an advanced assortment of eleven-year-old math brainiacs all destined to be Number Whisperers one day. Like me. And like my parents, the most renowned NW’s in the colony. They all think because my parents are good at math, I am too. That I’ll be the best of all.


About bookishblurb

YA writer. Jedi. Junk food enthusiast. Rumored pink Power Ranger, and avid collector of book boyfriends.

3 responses »

  1. Ms. Soccer Bunny says:

    Ms. Soccer Bunny leaves you 1 doz. nougat filled Choc. eggs

  2. anonymous says:

    Snow bunny bribes you with 1 doz. nougat fill Choc. eggs

  3. Warrior Bunny says:

    Hello! I’d also love to hop in and give you 1 doz nougat fill Choc eggs

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