Ideas, I have them

All kinds of ideas. It’s a side effect of being really smart. I have more ideas than I know what to do with, whether for stories or for stuff.

Today I got an idea for a social network that could behave a little like Tumblr, with the functionality of the pre-Google+ version of Google Reader (before they make it crap) and the monetization potential of Facebook.

I’m an inventor of things in another life, up to and including web services. And backpacks. Long story.

It’s always the same question: here is a problem. If I were going to solve this problem, how would I do it? If I were going to write a particular kind of story, how would I do it? What choices would I make?

This is what being really smart is, not what you see on The Big Bang Theory. I certainly don’t look anything like Sheldon in real life, and you wouldn’t notice me on the street. I could still do quantum mechanics, if I had any interest in it (I don’t). But the principle is the same – being really smart means you don’t need to be told what the next step is or how the next scene should play out. You just know, by making the intuitive leap from one stage to the next.

It is very, very weird, though, to be sitting quietly on the bus on your daily commute while planning out the technical details of something like Facebook but without the bloat and godawful interface.

It’s even weirder when your idea is completely derailed by your libido. Which reminds me – I have porn to write. Or finish. And I’ll make everything free when I publish this one. Then we can all go out for cocktails and celebrate me getting my groove back – and possibly becoming a millionaire.


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