Joseph Wambaugh - Works

Works

  • The New Centurions (1971, novel)
  • The Blue Knight (1972, novel)
  • The Onion Field (1973, nonfiction)
  • The Choirboys (1975, novel)
  • The Black Marble (1978, novel)
  • The Glitter Dome (1981, novel)
  • The Delta Star (1983, novel)
  • Lines and Shadows (1984, nonfiction)
  • The Secrets of Harry Bright (1985, novel)
  • Echoes in the Darkness (1987, nonfiction)
  • The Blooding: The True Story of the Narborough Village Murders (1989, nonfiction)
  • The Golden Orange (1990, novel)
  • Fugitive Nights (1992, novel)
  • Finnegan's Week (1993, novel)
  • Floaters (1996, novel)
  • Fire Lover: A True Story (2002, nonfiction)
  • Hollywood Station (2006, novel)
  • Hollywood Crows (2008, novel)
  • Hollywood Moon (2009, novel)
  • Hollywood Hills (2010, novel)
  • Harbor Nocturne (2012, novel)

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