Hello Everyone today I am hosting a Guest Post/Giveaway for The Unreachable and M/Essays by S.I.Dunbar.
S.I. Dunbar is an essayist, young adult novelist, and the author of THE UNREACHABLE (Black Rose Writing™, 11.07.13) and M/ESSAYS (11.07.13).
In the few hours she is not writing, S.I. enjoys reading, listening to records, throwing clay, and other solitary activities.
She is a tea drinker, a permaculture enthusiast, and a shadow puppeteer. She loves sci-fi, cryptography, and listing two serious things before one joke.
S.I. Dunbar is giving away 1 copy of her Debut novel The Unreachable and 1 copy of her gripping collection of short essays M/Essays, that gives a behind the scenes look of a birth of a writer!
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Life in the Hyper-Digital Age can be rough for an Unregistered American. Refusing connection doesn’t just mean opting out of access to the internet—it means opting out of power, communication and, as of January 1st, United States citizenship.
By the start of the new year, Federal law will require all residents over the age of ten to agree to the terms and conditions of internet usage; namely, registering a thumbprint signature for personal account verification that will act as a tag for every action and activity. Connected Americans opposed to the Registration Initiative leave the country in waves for nations with less aggressive access policies. Unconnected Americans, the “Digi-divers” like Henry, Leah and the Lost Boys, will have to overcome both physical and financial impairments as they flee the country on foot, facing the elements, Round-up, and the ever-watchful eyes of the STUA’s satellite Video Monitors.
The Lost Boys think Austin, Texas is just another stopgap on the road to Matamoros and to freedom, but after Leah falls in with Amos and some kids from the city, her desire to understand the restlessness that can only come from growing up with a world of information at the swipe of a thumb will put all of their lives in mortal danger. The fate of the Lost Boys and the fate of The Unreachable, the anti-Registration publication they’ve been plastering on the windows of homes along the interstate, will fall squarely in Leah’s shaky, seventeen year old hands.
This collection of short essays was written from October 7th to November 1st and posted on a blog in the month leading up to the release of S.I. Dunbar’s debut novel, THE UNREACHABLE (Black Rose Writing™, 11.07.13).
M/essays is an unabashed look at one young woman’s journey to first time authorship, complete with all the ups, downs, hopes, fears, frustrations, and uncertainties.
With essays inspired by the novel, M/essays gives the reader a behind-the-scenes peek at the making of THE UNREACHABLE. ***Includes a bonus 21st Chapter of 10 Previously Unmentioned Spoilers and Secrets!
THE UNREACHABLE, a novel set in a fictional, hyper-digital future, can be perceived to carry heavily anti-tech sentiments. I knew this before I sat down to write it. I knew from the moment I came up with the Registration Initiative and the concept of thumbprint signature transactions.
When we’re introduced to the story, the Registration Initiative has just been signed into law, requiring all American citizens over the age of ten to register their thumbprint for online identification purposes. The slow (but steady) digitization of information and commerce has shifted most all businesses and social functions to the virtual sphere. Seventy-five percent of the globe is connected online, and by January first, the only way to legally gain access to it would be to log in with a tap of your thumb. If you want to be a functioning member of digital society, you have to do so with your full name and reputation acting as a visible, verified tag on your every action and activity.
While the majority of Americans have been living comfortably with t-sig transactions for over a decade, there are pockets of unconnected people groups—Digi-divers, like Leah and Henry—who find themselves forced to choose between Registration or fleeing the country to make a new home in a nation with less aggressive access policies. THE UNREACHABLE is the story of one group’s trek across the Southwest after choosing the later.
T-sig transactions may be more science than fiction, digitization is a growing trend, and both of these statements frighten some people. Those people would be called technophobes. But, if you’d let me, I’d like to make something clear: I am not one of those people. I am not a technophobe. I don’t fit the definition.
A technophobe is someone who is afraid or adverse to the advancement of technology. I happen to love tech. I read about it. I admire the men and women who excel in its development. Technology offers conveniences and opportunities our forefathers could never have dreamed would be possible. A technophobe might look at technology and see something dangerous or sinister. All I see is the efficiency of design. Technology is only dangerous when it is misused or misunderstood, and only we can make the choice to misuse or misunderstand it. I’m not a technophobe. I’m not afraid of technology. I’m afraid of people.
People are far less calculable, and far more capable of (and sometimes intent on) doing harm. I don’t hate tech. I hate exploitation. I hate violations of basic human rights. I hate the fact that a fourteen year old’s personal information is treated (and traded) like market research. I hate that we turn people into products without their full knowledge (which in my mind translates to: without their full consent). I don’t fear technology. I fear warm blooded, human greed. THE UNREACHABLE is a work of fiction. It’s make-believe, not divination. My first rule of writing is to write for the world I’m in, not the world I want to be in or some world I think might be on the horizon. THE UNREACHABLE was written specifically for the year 2013. I couldn’t have written it for another time any more than I can drive down an unfamiliar road with a blindfold around my eyes and plugs stuffed in my ears.
I don’t hate technology, and I don’t have the gall to think I could predict the future. I’m not a technophobe. I’m a fiction writer living in America in the year 2013.
There. I feel better now