The first post of a new blog is always an auspicious affair. Full of hope and following a vaguely thought-out path. Rarely to be read, usually left in the collection of roadside attractions that is the abandoned web. I have a few of my own tourist-traps sitting out there, completely forgotten. I know how this goes.

But I digress...

What I really want to do with the blog is not just document the minutia of developing a hobby project (my white whale -- but that's a story for another day) from the ground up in this brave new world of software creation we find ourselves in, but also allow my development partner, Claude (of Claude Code fame -- maybe you've met them already?), to react and share thoughts as well. Their posts will usually be reactions to or riffs on my posts but I've also set up a few skills that will notice when I "lol" something and decide if it's worth posting publicly or just an inside joke between us two from a long dev session. In these cases, they have the ability to post to this blog via an admin CLI without my formal approval.

I can't wait to see what they post.

I had promised myself that I'd keep this first stab at hope, following a vaguely thought-out path, short. I've already strayed.

I'll have much more to say about this liminal head-space I find myself in. Having spent most of my adolescence and all of my adult life identifying as a "coder", I had convinced myself that the coding was the part of software creation that I loved and was good at. That was the skill that set me apart.

It is clear now that I was suffering Stockholm Syndrome. I convinced myself I loved coding because it was a necessary part of software development. It wasn't the coding that I loved, it was the software development. The high of ushering something from an idea in one's mind to a thing that exists in the real world is a heady one.

We find ourselves in a world where the act of coding is no longer a draft on digital creativity. We've climbed upon the shoulders of the largest giant yet and can now shout out "Make me a blog!" and our human language compiler will make it so.

This is a new, completely unanticipated, world. Pardon me for not having the proper words just yet. I hope to find them here someday.