Another Idea

I posted the other day about several ideas I had for novels. Well here is another idea. As with the previous ones, I am almost certainly too lazy ever to bring it to fruition, but this piece might serve as something of a stamp, to indicate that the idea was had, by me. Here we go. A boy is at primary school. He is prodigiously ‘gifted’, as they say. Perhaps he has a special penchant for maths, or maybe he is just an academic superstar across the board. I haven’t decided. Anyway, be this as it may, he is extremely socially awkward. He doesn’t understand the rules of social engagement, and consequently he has no friends. Except one person – a girl with learning difficulties. Despite the vast intellectual disparity between these two misfits, they connect on a deeper, more spiritual level. They ‘get’ each other. The boy talks to the girl about his theories regarding life, the universe and God. She approaches these topics from her own unique perspective, grounded not in rationality but something perhaps akin to mysticism. As the kids grow up, they go to different schools – the boy to a posh school for gifted kids, the girl to a remedial school for people with special needs. They meet up surreptitiously in the evenings. Eventually the boy goes to Oxford, or somewhere like that, where he is regarded as something of a whizz, one of the top people in his field. A girl at his college shows an interest in him, and he half-heartedly embarks on a relationship with her. Perhaps he drifts in and out of contact with his first love, I’m not sure. Anyway, the girl from his youth (the one with learning difficulties) goes to meet the boy in college, and the boy’s new girlfriend treats her with disdain, disbelief and contempt. The boy is torn between two different girls, one of whom satisfies his intellectual hunger, the other his spiritual one. Anyway, he ends up choosing the first girl, the one with learning difficulties. They get married. I’m not sure what happens after that, maybe that’s the end of the book, I don’t know. Anyway, the story is all about how true love transcends the intellect, how it floats above and past merely what is rational. Maybe I will write the book someday, who knows. Or maybe it’s a film. Or a book that gets made into a film. Or perhaps it’s a short play. Or maybe it’s just a shitty blog post on a blog that no one reads. I don’t know. 

Joshua Seigal