My most recent novel, The Peripheral, has two futures, one mid 21st-century, the other mid 22nd-century. And the mid 22nd-century is out-there post-Singularity weird-ass, so I guess I'm already there.

The book I'm currently finishing, called Agency, is set in that same 22nd Century future, but also in a 2017 San Francisco, in a timeline where Trump lost the election (but which is itself no picnic).