Tales of a Former Space Janitor

She thought being a space janitor was chaotic. Now she's really in for a cleanup.Triana Moore lost her job as a maintenance technician when her boss discovered her true identity. But decluttering the galaxy isn't just for janitors. When she visits the ringed planet Grissom with security agent Ty O'Neill for his sister's wedding, Triana discovers just how messy life can get. Deported before she can finish her coffee, Triana barely misses an exploding shuttle. But in true space janitor fashion, she decides to investigate. With the help of a pair of mischievous twins, a hard-drinking grandma, and her old frenemy Vanti, will Triana save the wedding?Of course she will. But how crazy will it get along the way? Open the book and find out! The Rings of Grissom tells the continuing story of Triana Moore, (former) Space Janitor, but can be enjoyed by new readers as well. If you want to avoid spoilers, read Triana Moore, Space Janitor first. I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.

Stolen diamonds, purple goo, and a zero gravity baby...all in a day's work for a Triana Moore.The former space janitor returns to her mother's estate on Kaku to plan her wedding. Or, as she soon discovers, to be ignored while the SK'Corp public relations machine plans the event of the century.Overruled at every turn and stalked by CelebVid--a viral video outlet--Triana does what she does best and goes underground. When she befriends the son of a deposed dictator, everything goes sideways.On the run from rogue secret police, things start to get sticky--Space Janitor style. Will Triana escape and figure out what the heck is going on? Of course she will! She might even save the day.Join Triana, O'Neill, Vanti, and Kara for another crazy adventure full of humor, heart, and delicious pastries. I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.

Space is big--and collects a lot of junk. Trust the former space janitor to clean it up.When the station board of directors sends former maintenance technician Triana Moore to Lewei, she expects to bump knuckles with a few dignitaries, tell a couple of white lies, and drink some substandard cocoa. Her friend--son of the former dictator--tells scary stories of the planet, but Triana's not afraid of the Leweian secret police. She'll be on her best behavior with Ty and Vanti to watch her back. With the might of SK2 behind her, Triana should be untouchable.But when did Triana ever do what was expected? Although the meetings go well, the after-party spins out of control. While she manages to slip away from the Leweian police, her faithful companions don't. Triana must find new allies on an alien world and rescue her friends before the hot chocolate goes colder than interplanetary relations. I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.

On a honeymoon, two is company and three is a crowd.Five is ridiculous.After their wedding--and the Ice Dame's high-handed exploitation of the event--Triana and O'Neill embark on their honeymoon, only to find they've been booked on a CelebVid cruise to Armstrong with Vanti, Elodie, and Leo.When the jump to Armstrong throws Triana and O'Neill into an alternate reality, they must outsmart the multi-verse versions of their friends, a lunatic professor and his corporate sponsor, and a cargo hold full of egg-throwing rodents if they hope to return to their own lives.How will they do it? With spectacular, Space Janitor style, of course.come along for the ride! I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.

Same space janitor. Shiny new mess.Almost a year after Triana and Ty's failed honeymoon to Armstrong, they're finally ready to try again. Thanks to Hy-Mi, they're booked into an all-inclusive resort on Moghbeli Luna Major, where the water is warm, the drink-bots are preprogrammed, and all systems are green. Or so the holo-ads claim.When they arrive, they find murderous seabirds, failing force shields, and a hotel owner in way over her head. And wait... is that a dinosaur?The happy couple's long delayed vacation devolves into a mad scramble to save the resort, track down the bad guys, and save the creme brûlée. And maybe ride the water slide before they head home.If they make it that far. I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.

Surviving parenthood is hard enough-try doing it when the universe keeps hitting reset.Triana Moore thought pregnancy would be messy-but not this messy. Between malfunctioning baby simulators, her mother's attempts to fire her (again), and a snarky "smart" house that refuses to learn her name, life on SK2 is already chaos.Then Monday refuses to end. Literally.Now, Triana and O'Neill are stuck reliving the same day on repeat-while her pregnancy keeps marching forward. As her belly expands and her patience wears thin, they must re-convince her charming cousin Arun, their sharp-tongued friend Vanti, and a hopelessly romantic AI that the time loop is real before the triplets make their debut in a full-blown temporal paradox.Cosmic chaos, domestic drama, and one very pregnant heroine who just wants a nap.And a snack. I've been an IT guy, a choir director, an executive assistant, a stay-at-home mom, a college instructor, and that lady at the information booth in a tourist town. But writer is the best job ever, because I get to make stuff up. Stuff I wish were true, stuff I'm glad isn't true.