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

Didi paces the small-if lovely-room where she's spent her last two days, knowing every corner and cranny of the ship-board accommodations as though she was born to them by now. While a part of her can appreciate clean clothing and the fact they had real water-real water!-to shower in under a powerful nozzle in the suite's bathroom, she can't help but feel like a prisoner.


They assure her she's not as often as possible. From the lovely young man with the white streak in his hair who delivers her meals (How are you today, Miss Duke? I hope you're hungry!) to the cheerful woman who supervises the two bots who clean her room (How gorgeous you are this morning, Miss Duke!) to the hyper caring and eager young woman who Didi considers her personal handler. All of them, endlessly, despite the fact every time she tries to leave this light, airy room on board the Galactic Conjunction vessel, the G.C.S. Melville, Didi is firmly but kindly told no.


Chapter 34: Galactic Conjuction