I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

Trash Heaven has been Didi Duke’s home for as long as she can remember. The dumping ground of the galaxy provides her with everything she’s ever needed or wanted. Except, maybe, the attention of her inventor father, always busy with his next creation. Good thing he’s passed on his talents to his sixteen-year-old daughter. With the company of her best friend—the cyborg crow, Pip—Didi is happy to scour her territory for treasures discarded as trash. But, when an evil Underlord kidnaps her father, Didi can no longer hide herself away in the garbage. Her plan to resurrect a retired cyborg gunslinger and rescue her dad leads her into danger and the heart of the rotting planet—Trash City. She’ll figure out the rest of her plan—eventually.

Didi and the Gunslinger

"The Underlord's people are here?" She won't go willingly after all, feels a tiny, furious animal wake in her chest, claw and fight and shriek until she's sure it will tear a hole in her body and run away on its own.


He turns and only then does she see the unconscious form of the large woman collapsed in the hall outside her door. She gapes as Bo tugs on her.


"I told you I wouldn't give up on you," he says. "Turns out I'm a bigger fool than you are. Now, if you want to escape and maybe not have my people kill us in the process, you'll get your feet moving, Didi Duke." He manages a grin at last. "This is a rescue."


Never mind he's the reason she's in this room to begin with. "Why?"


He exhales heavily and shakes his head. "Really? We're going to have this conversation right now?"


She resists him, can't trust him. Her jaw sets and he sighs, running his free hand, shaking, through his messy hair.


Chapter 27: Rescue