2016 was a rough year for a lot of people. We saw one of the most contentious elections in modern history, with results that, if you go by the popular vote, disappointed more people than it pleased.
When a famous man dies, his critics tend to evaporate (at least temporarily). The type of person who disparages the newly dead always comes across like an opportunistic coward, and every postmortem potshot inevitably has the opposite effect. When a famous man dies, you don't mention the qualities that made him a problem.
I've published nine books and all nine experiences have been unique. Yet there are two questions you get asked every single time, over and over again (by journalists, but also by normal people). The first question is always: "How did you come up with this idea?"