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 refuses to be reduced to pacing yet again. Refuses. This forced cornering will not be born. Knowing she's risking her grandmother's wrath and not caring, she pulls her goggles down over her eyes and whispers his name.


Pip answers instantly. "Deeds? What happened? There was an alarm and people running and Tarvis couldn't find out-"


Didi hisses at him to silence him. "Is Dad with you now?"


"Yes, he's right here. What's going on?"


She inhales, exhales, braces herself. "Grandfather is dead." She almost chokes up saying it. "Emily thinks Mom murdered him." Funny how she can call the fallen Solomon her family but her living grandmother is another matter. "I saw her, Pip. With him. When he died." At least, Didi's assuming so. Her feet are moving without her permission, driving her into her pacing cycle again. It helps her think so she doesn't fight it. At least she has access to her crow friend. She worried their subcue connection would be disrupted.


Chapter 92: Set Up