The son of a navy diver and a professional gambler, Jack Tyler joined the service to dodge the draft, sailed a wooden ship in a navy made of steel, and cruised the Orient on the deck of a tanker, and all before his 21st birthday. Today a grizzled veteran of 66 years of life, many more things have been added to his resume, all of which have combined to form his writing style. Having discovered the fascinating world of goggles, gears, and airships some four years ago, he has found his literary home. As he says, "The freedom to tell any sort of story against the backdrop of almost-history and not...