How to Break Up with Your Phone

The diagnosis is obvious, and one I make for myself nearly every day: that marvelous, seductive object, the smartphone, is an addictive parasite (as is my laptop as well), drawing my attention multiple times an hour with the junky promise of dopamine hits and depriving me of the gift of sustained and focused thought. But recognizing an addiction (I don't use the term lightly here) is only the first step in breaking it, and holding tight to this little book—a bestseller in our store, for obvious reasons, in the year and a half since it came out—I hope will be what I need, with its sensible, stern-when-necessary good humor and thirty-day plan for building a new relationship with this necessary tool. Check back with me in a month and see.