Set against the backdrop of a planet ravaged by acidic waters, toxic air and polluted lands, this sci-fi climate novella acts as ...
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Set against the backdrop of a planet ravaged by acidic waters, toxic air and polluted lands, this sci-fi climate novella acts as a cautionary tale for adults and a hopeful one for youth, affirming that every end, even the darkest, makes room for new beginnings.
Eva, one of Earth's last inhabitants, is a lonely girl searching for companionship and evidence that life might return to Earth. What time she doesn't use to survive her harsh environment, she spends searching for life, stewarding the lake around her cabin and making sculptures of extinct animals out of found materials. One day, while checking on her island, she discovers something alive that shouldn't be, something she can transform and that can also transform her. She embarks on a grand and dangerous scientific journey that ultimately will birth a new era and provide her with the companionship she so desperately needs. Through Eva's engagement with this new life, readers will discover that to save the world, humanity may have to become something else entirely or disappear completely.
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An author, screenwriter, comic book writer and publisher, director, and founder of Wicked Tree Press, Jessica Maison grew up by the shores of Lake Michigan and currently lives in Los Angeles. Her sci-fi young adult series, Plastic Girl, addresses her fears and hopes for her daughters as the world faces a climate crisis.
Maison's novels, comics, and other work can be found at www.wickedtreepress.com.
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Plastic Girl: Evolution is the prequel novella to the Plastic Girl Series.
Set against the backdrop of a planet ravaged by acidic waters, toxic air and polluted lands, this sci-fi climate novella acts as a cautionary tale for adults and a hopeful one for youth, affirming that every end, even the darkest, makes room for new beginnings.
Eva, one of Earth's last inhabitants, is a lonely girl searching for companionship and evidence that life might return to Earth. What time she doesn't use to survive her harsh environment, she spends searching for life, stewarding the lake around her cabin and making sculptures of extinct animals out of found materials. One day, while checking on her island, she discovers something alive that shouldn't be, something she can transform and that can also transform her. She embarks on a grand and dangerous scientific journey that ultimately will birth a new era and provide her with the companionship she so desperately needs. Through Eva's engagement with this new life, readers will discover that to save the world, humanity may have to become something else entirely or disappear completely.
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Excerpt from the Prologue:
A small figure covered completely in protective gear stepped out, clutching a small container of motor oil. A red scarf and goggles concealed her face and head. She wore waterproof fishing boots, long rubber gloves and a bright red parka with a hood. She approached the boy's body and knelt down, avoiding the expanding pool of his blood. The girl closed his eyelids. She spotted his satchel and carefully opened it. Inside were a few cans of food, a bottle of water, a pocketknife and a photo of a family with two very little boys, one could be the dead boy before her, the other was probably the larger boy who had run off. She took the two cans of food and shoved them in her bag along with the oil. She picked up the family photo again and gazed at it for a long time. She placed it on the little boy's chest, closed her eyes and whispered a prayer. "I can't believe you forgot to grab his bag, do you want to starve? I tell ya, I have half the mind to leave you here-HEY! What the-stop! Get her, she's stealing our food!" The small girl's eyes shot open, and her head jerked toward the voice. The older boy was pointing his pistol at her. She sprinted away as bullets started flying past her, barely missing. She veered off the road into a neighborhood, hopping over a fence. She dodged through a couple of yards, zigzagging between houses with swift and familiar steps, quickly putting a few houses between her and the boys. She crept into a garage and shut the door behind her. She stood perfectly still and quiet. The boys ran through the yard and past the garage and into the next yard. She peered out of a dirty windowpane and watched them search the adjacent yard for her as they kept jogging in the other direction.