I have a novel I've been working on intermittently since the late 2000s, the central conflict of which grew to be about labor in an era of its devaluation. The big reveal was always going to be the opposite of Gibson's Mona Lisa Overdrive, that rather than something human-like turning out to be AI, society's AI infrastructure turns out to depend on mostly human "compute" (harvested in a surreptitious way I thought was clever).

I've been trying to figure out how to retool the story to fit a timeline where ubiquitous AI that can write poems and paint pictures predates ubiquitous self-driving cars.