Showing posts with label Nick Arvin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nick Arvin. Show all posts

Saturday, March 28, 2026

When We Become the Device

 My phone sends a nightly report of that day's screen time. Usually I'm around two hours and change. But that's screen time on my phone. Like most other writers, the majority of my screen time is at my laptop. While it's easy to complain about all the time we spend staring at screens, much has changed in how we consume information. Unless you're involved in physical labor--the trades, cooking, gardening--how else would you work?

 

According to Demand Sage, worldwide, the average person spends 6 hours and 54 minutes on screen time. While the time for Americans is 7 hours, 2 minutes, we are digital sloths compared to much of the world. South Africa leads at 9 hours, 24 minutes; Brazil is second at 9 hours, 13 minutes; Philippines at 8 hours, 52 minutes. Measured behind countries such as Colombia, Russia, Egypt, Mexico, Bulgaria, and Saudi Arabia, we in the USA clock in at number 19.

Discounting work, even if we wanted to limit screen time, it becomes a challenge. We get most of our news from the web, though what gets delivered is often throttled by search engines and we have to dig deeper to get past click-bait. The phone is a portable TV, so it's a convenient way to watch programs, movies, and videos. Then there's social media. Add gaming. On-line banking. Hooking up. Checking the weather. Scrolling through photos. Seems every business and venue wants you to download their app.

Even before AI, the phone became a crutch. City maps have practically disappeared and we rely on Siri to tell us how to get to our destination. Rather than hunt for radio stations on the car dashboard, Spotify delivers tunes based on our algorithms. 

What we consume through screen time affects our mood, deliberately since the harder our emotional buttons are pushed, the more likely we are to engage with what's online and be rewarded with dopamine hits. 

AI studies our engagement on an unprecedented scale and not just by documenting what sites we've visited, but by eavesdropping, sifting through our email and social media, mapping our locations, cataloging our photos, cross-indexing biometrics gleaned from smart watches and fitness trackers, reading our eyeballs whenever we're close to a camera. The level of surveillance we've embraced would astonish and certainly dismay George Orwell. 

We've become so reliant on AI to tell us where we are, to remind us what to do, to nudge us about healthy options, to validate who we are, so that in a not-too-distant future, AI via the phone will tell us how to feel. Which brings me to my writer friend Nick Arvin, who embarked on an ambitious project on Substack to write and publish 52 short stories, one for each week of 2026. The stories have an off-center Twilight Zone mood, a bit creepy, not quite horror but definitely unsettling and worth reading. In this week's offering, Arvin presents "A Device For Feeling Feelings", describing how reliant people will become on their devices, to the point they're uncomfortable trusting their emotions without getting affirmation from AI, even in matters of romance.

Saturday, June 25, 2022

The Art of the Blurb

 Once you've been published and have achieved even a modest amount of fame, you'll be asked by another writer to provide a blurb. Sometimes the request might be uncomfortable because it comes from a writer whose work you aren't familiar with, or by a writer you don't think much of. In that latter case, a good excuse is to claim that you're too busy... a brush-off I've heard more than once. 

There's an art to writing a blurb. The premise for a blurb is to generate interest in the book by leveraging the technique sales people call a third-party endorsement. It needs to deliver the theme or ethos of the story, be punchy, memorable, part logline and part advertising jingle. Less is more. A blurb by a famous author or celebrity could certainly juice sales. In that regard, I'm bemused other writers think that a blurb by me would get a prospective reader to buy their book. Still, I'm honored that anyone would think enough of me to ask for a blurb and I take each chance as an opportunity to excel.

Here are some of my favorites:

"Supernatural intrigue and criminal mayhem that ricochets from double-cross to double-cross." Paradox by Jeanne Stein

"A twisted, kinetic escapade through darkness and danger." The Legend of Carl Draco, by Gary Reilly

"Humane and brutal but never false...an illuminating critique of American history and myth." Mad Boy by Nick Arvin

"A labyrinth of misdirection and treachery." Angels in the Winds: A Mile High Noir by Manuel Ramos.


You've hit the mark when your blurb gets picked for the book's cover as what happened with these two:

"A quirky and thoughtful reflection on what it means to be human." Fated, by S.G. Brown 

"Raw. Visceral. Compelling. As unforgettable as a stabbing." Ex-KOP by Warren Hammond


And the latest, which I'm especially proud of: