I love this incident. It’s just Rommel’s style.

Don’t even ask me where I got this story, or how many of the actual details I’m using.

As was whispered to me once in a hotel, AWAY from the walls — “This stuff is classified! Where are you getting this?”

All good writers are journalists. We can get stuff. And we’re NOSY. And busy-bodies.

Now it’s all going to come out, everything he’s been doing since he’s been in Africa. And everybody he’s been drafting into his “efforts.”

I’m sure everybody knows I’m not really writing just about Germany, here.

Neil Gaiman and I were on a panel a long time ago. He was using the old spiel of “Fiction can’t be as weird as reality.” I said we can use any reality, as long as we write about it right.

This was my example. Got a laugh. Hope it put that idiot old rule to rest. Well, he though it was funny.

Sorry, get torqued off every time we get told how we “should” write, when it’s about going out and getting stuff in the world and coming back and writing a lot.

Period.

Don’t trust anybody making up rules about it.

This is an old act – the harmless fop.

Remember Tim Roth in Rob Roy?

I bet Rommel thought he was out having nice dinners with “friends.”

You know, gay people would make good assassins. Straight people think they do nothing all day but the gay.

This is all based on stuff that’s been… leaked… to me.

No, it’s only a comic book!

It’s fun drawing dignified historical people getting into trouble with kids.

Remember, most of what she could see of the camp guards was the boots. Or of the commandant, anyway.