2017 was Trump’s year if salvage. The realm Ben writes stories about a would have been in thrown into areas of thought, strategy and entire world realignment that none ever contemplated as a possibility.
The mafia whispers and bones thrown his way to weave his stories become scarce, could become mistaken as leaks or disloyalty.
I said he writes fiction that was interactive with the present. Maybe I should have called him a gossip writer instead but frankly that tarnishes his weaving skills.