Writing code for the love of creating
Ever since I learned to write code, I fell in love with the idea of creating something out of nothing. Specifically, writing applications with a user interface has a certain appeal for me, as I can merge my passions for art and coding.
Merge my passions for art and coding
I had worked full time for a company for the previous five years. Between that and life, I had no time nor energy to write code just for the love of it. In my job I found it hard to consistently write code the way I used to, the role involved many other responsibilities, and I felt I almost had to fight my way to build something.
And don't get me wrong, planning a project before building is definitely a must for its success, but the process even to get to planning the project and the planning itself most of the time took longer than the actual coding of the project, and that was very draining for me.
Back in May, I quit my job; It was a big decision and there were many factors involved in making that decision, after a couple of months of planning a new project (because, yes, It is impossible for me to stop working, like my husband likes to remind me!) I started coding again!
For the last few months, I have been writing code consistently for the love of it. I enjoy it most of the time, there is a feeling that sneaks up on me occasionally where I put a lot of pressure on myself to get something out, but I am getting better at getting back to the enjoyment.
There is something magical imagining something and then making it come to life by simply typing some words, the feeling is like a blank canvas and how it comes to life with every brush stroke, a few years ago I couldn't stop a painting until it was completely done, I had this kind of fear that I might not finish it later.
The rush was artificial, sometimes coming from the outside, some other times from the inside.
Today, I let the canvas breathe, give it time, go back and finesse things, and the results are way better, and the feeling is much more pleasant, makes me want to come back and keep going. The rush was artificial, sometimes coming from the outside, some other times from the inside.
In the last few years I felt I had lost that joy, and I am very grateful to have it back, it is one thing that motivates me daily.
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