"Missing in Action" was written in one month, on a farm on the Little Nemaha, in the summer of 1981, from notes contemporary with 1979 New York City. The work belongs to the genre established by Joyce, present in American Literature as "The Great Gatsby," "The Sun Also Rises," and "Catcher in the Rye," the contemporary novel written in the time of its setting using the selective stream of consciousness of a first person observer to tell the story.

It is the story of frontier inversion, of a famed generation putting itself up for sale in the slaving markets of the Big Apple, of a journey into the regenerations of primitivism, of the return of the West to the spawning grounds of the East, like one joins the French Foreign Legion, to escape and forget, a stray splash from the whirlpools of the dispersion occurring within American society after the Viet Nam War Era.

"After the Towers Fell" is a contemporary account of the nation's ordeal from the destruction of the World Trade Center to the invasion of Iraq. Written in the form of letters addressed to the Old World from the New, this book tells the story of America's fateful metamorphosis through eyewitness detail, breaking news, and social commentary.

Who is the Enemy? What does War demand? How must we change to win? Provocative, passionate, insightful, and sobering, "After the Towers Fell" presents the unforgiving history of world-changing times. In case you have forgotten.

Dragalleon and his mate, Angelina, are magical creatures that normally live in outer space. But when the mother must give birth, she must land upon a planet and burrow deep into the ground. In the nest, the brood is born, but when the cubs venture up to the light upon the planet's surface, the father must wash their eyes or they remain blind and cannot fly away to the stars. This is the moment the cunning winged snake, Histah, waits for. To disturb the washing of the eyes, leaving the young prey helpless before her hunger.

Angelina is forced to land in Central Park. Dragalleon lands, too, and immediately breaks up a mugging, protecting a mother and her little girl. But only the child sees him. Only Elizabeth knows that Dragalleon is real. With her companions, Chelsea, a perky kinkajou, and Captain Jonathon Olds, retired of Her Majesty's Royal Navy, Elizabeth seeks out Dragalleon and finds him, but also finds Histah. By her courage and pluck, Elizabeth fights Histah at the critical moment, when the cubs climb out of the den, and thwarts the wicked snake's evil intent.

The tragedy of Jesus, the man, is told in three books. The first is "The Last Dead Sea Scroll" by Ocampus, a Greek anchorite. The second consists of "Fragments from the Lost Gospel of James." The third, the longest, covers "The Last Days."

This tragedy is presented as literature. It is not intended to confirm or refute any philosophy or religious creed. This is a work in the literary art of tragedy, nothing more.

"The Feather Giant" is a race of stories lived in a dreamland a little boy might dream and wander in search of action and adventure.

The feather giant, Trebor, is a seven-foot tall, manlike creature, covered in shaggy feathers instead of fur, light as a feather, quick as a cat, and able to climb like a spider. He wakes up in a forest in a pile of leaves, near tabula rasa. But life does not just happen, it moves. Befriended by a brightly colored toucan, Trebor encounters a dragon and a dragon keeper, a sage in a magical garden, a strange bearman, an alien named Zixix with a spaceship, a troll and a dwarf captain, and pirates, ship, crew, and plank, just as one might expect from a little boy dreaming.

Trebor learns he must head north, always north, if he is to catch up with the other 776 feather giants apparently ahead of him. The action moves through the child's natural development, from naive, simple settings, to the more complex arrangements of a city with mixed up animal citizens, including the most complex arrangement of all, a little girl.

In the surprise ending, Trebor...but that would be telling how dreams end, and nobody knows that, not even old feather giants.

There are only two directions for a society to move, two choices, toward liberty or toward tyranny. Between a leveling democracy or a sanctified hierarchy dividing the people in two. Is a free society truly possible, or are its myths delusions, its policies shambles, and its alternative, Orwellian Control, the only game in town? What are the conditions of a free society? Are they achievable? The Myth of America affirms. The Reality, then and now, though, might bring many a smile to the face of dead British Kings.