Putting in the hard hours will be the most difficult aspect of learning to code. This challenge will most likely be due, in part, because of a lack of focus and perhaps motivation at times. The truth is, my initial purpose in wanting to learn to code stemmed from a desire to build a more killer website to host my writing. Not just some WordPress pick-a-layout hoax either — although some of the layouts are cool. But there’s nothing like saying: “I built this website myself.” Anyway, I digress. I enjoy telling stories, and I’m currently feeling hard pressed to put aside my writing to focus on coding. I also don’t want to give up my love of reading fiction (and ahem poetry), which informs my ideas and makes me a more kick-ass (forgive my French) communicator — just, whatever you do, don’t ask me to speak up in conversations. I’m a writer not a talker. I kid. But you should know, it takes me a while to warm up sometimes.
Anyhow (As my good friend from the South would say because I’m running out of transitions.), I also know that learning to code and becoming a full-stack web developer will open other doors of opportunity. It has the potential to be my side hustle. Perhaps something I could do between stories or novels to pay the bills until my tales start rolling in the dough like Stephen King. Because, anyone who is anyone knows, you aren’t good unless someone is paying you. He said that too. I should know. I performed a search on Google. Or, is it Googled it? Don’t worry; I’ll learn the language soon enough, Screenreader. More to my point, however, I should probably mention what I plan to do about my dilemma.
First, never ask a writer to write. It’s dangerous. It’s like asking a coder to code. Who does that? Sometimes it’s ugly; sometimes it’s pure genius. Okay, seriously, please don’t judge me too harshly. I’m trying to use the formal conventions of writing a personal essay with a little voice or as I like to think: Latin flavor, although I was told not to overthink the writing process. I’m one with it. But, I’ll calm down now.
My plan is simple. I’ve thought about it. Writers are thinkers too. I’ll exercise time management and remember my goals for wanting to learn to code. It’s the same mindset we used to get through boot camp in the Marine Corps. Learning to code should not be any different. It’ll be hard. It’ll be challenging. It’ll be a piece of cake, really. I mean once it’s all said and done, and I’m sitting on my porch swing (I don’t actually have one.)— watching the sunrise creep up over the horizon with the sweet smell of morning dew stimulating my senses as I drink my Tazo because I’m a fake tea connoisseur.
The grass is not always greener on the other side but, in my story, it will be. I just need to get over this hill — although the Marine Corps’ boot camp was only 13 weeks. Yikes! I have 27 left. But, who’s counting? At this point, I should probably start doing some serious debugging or cease altogether. But now you know. I’m all in. I accept my fate. I mean challenge. I’ll conquer. I’ll overcome. I’m done. For real this time. I got to get back to building my game of cat and mouse on Scratch. The first lesson in programming logic. Stay tuned for an update on my initial experience after GW’s May 2017 Coding Boot Camp has officially commenced. Go now, Screenreader. Save yoursel —
Debugging sequence initiated. Fail!