Every Monday I free-write whatever comes to mind.
I can’t promise you quality. I can’t promise you the feels. I can’t promise you anything, really. Except that it will always be raw, it will always be unedited, it will always be all over the place, and it will always be me. Oh, and it will always be done in my pajamas. Always. Because that’s how I roll.
Hmmm. What to talk about today…
How about… I don’t know… app development?
Gosh, I tried to think of anything else to talk about right now because app development has completely consumed my mind of late, but I’ve got nothing. Sorry, this is my life now. And it’s messy. And it’s fun. And it’s stressful. And it’s consuming. Kind of like a foot-tall chocolate cake, I suppose.
I told you last week that I was developing four apps. Four. F-O-U-R.
Now, that may not be a big deal if I was just building four easy-peasy apps, but these apps are so much more involved. And since I have to make them available to as many of you as possible all at once (the blessing and curse of such a big following), I’ve gotta finish developing them for phones and tablets. That means I have to make each of them fit all Android phones. All Android tablets. All iPhones. All iPads. And yes, sorry Windows, you got left out this round. Maybe in the future, but come on. I’m not made of money and there just aren’t very many of you out there.
Anyway, I could have just done one app.
One. Simple. App.
You’d all have been plugged in and using it a long time ago.
Unfortunately, my brain isn’t that nice, and it doesn’t work that way. My brain gets hold of something, or some idea, and it just starts running with it and never looks back. In this case, building one app sparked ideas that sparked more ideas and soon those ideas sparked more ideas, and soon I was hiring people all around the world to build things for me with money I’d really rather not spend because while I think they are going to be fantastic, who knows if any of them are going to hold mass appeal.
If they do, friggin’ awesome for all of us. If they don’t, well, then I guess I better go apply for a night job as a greeter at Wally-World because that’s what’s next.
Oh my gosh.
I used to think… You know? I should make an app, but dang. All the great ideas are already taken.
But now, I’m like… wow. As a world, we have barely scratched the surface of all the amazing apps which are still left to be built. If these four apps are successful, I already have ideas for my next several apps.
Yes, app building is addicting. And I haven’t even launched one yet. It’s incredibly addicting to build them, and see your ideas come to life on the devices you love so much.
It’s addicting to see something, a need, or a want, that exists in the world, and no one even knows it, so you build it, banking on the fact that your hunch is right.
It’s addicting to watch your future change long before it ever does, and to always have a scary-as-crap rush of adrenaline going because you don’t know if you’re throwing away all your money or investing in a digital oil field.
More than anything, it’s addicting to dream and to dream big. And it’s even more addicting to jump from the edge and start chasing those dreams.
I’d tell you what the apps are, but I want you to be surprised and delighted and hopefully completely as addicted to them as I will be.
All of them, with the exception maybe of the game Noah and I are building, are natural extensions of everything we’ve been doing here, and perhaps I’m most excited about that.
Anyway, see? I told you. Apps are on my brain. I could spew on about them for hours without so much as breathing twice, but I won’t. In fact, I’ll try to keep my yap shut about them until I release them because I don’t want to be that guy.
So, let’s see… changing the subject, and changing it to… I don’t know… poker and testosterone.