Salvage Project

Currently in progress, the Salvage project will be an eight-volume series. Each episode will be of at least novella length, if not a full-length novel.

Code-named “Salvage Girl”, the series is a coming-of-age story of a young woman struggling to survive in a perilous interstellar world. A dangerous gift and circumstances thwart her ambitions, but she perseveres to triumph over all.

In the first episode, we meet her the first time at thirteen years of age on a transport to a colony world. An emotionally immature genius, she lives on logic, yet her recent experience cannot be explained away and is causing problems on-board ship. Will the colonists make it safely to the new planet? Will she survive the enmity of the other passengers? Will she be able to control what’s causing the other passengers enmity toward her?

  • Salvage Excerpt: Water (4/18/2018)

    “Passengers had a water leak an hour ago.” The air suddenly seemed to sharpen.
    Water had been critical to interstellar travel from the beginning. Reclamation tech had never lived up to its promise, and building craft with large enough water supply tanks proved too expensive for most. So, ships like the Pinoche carried less water, relying on carefully planned stops along the route to collect ice.

  • Salvage Project Excerpt (3/21/2018)

    Although incredibly clean, like the rest of the ship, the floor in the corridor showed its age with scuff marks and scratches, the kind paint doesn’t hide.  As she strode along, the worn metal grating beneath her feet rattled occasionally.  Kaylah tipped her head back to examine the conduits running overhead behind a series of grates.  Several were taped together with what looked like duct tape.

    “A budget ride is a budget ride,” a family friend had warned as they said their last goodbyes back on Earth.  He had added earnestly, “but it will get you there in one piece.  The captain’s a good man.”

    “Whatever that means,” Kaylah thought.  She pulled her coat tighter.  The air smelled musty but better than in the passenger rec area.   On any given day, when too many of the unwashed crammed into the converted cargo hold… Her nose crinkled in disgust.  She understood the need for limited water rationing, but she didn’t have to like it.