Some people are what are known as a “Jack of all Trades, Master of None.” And for some people, that’s OK. For me, the way my brain is wired, I just hear the “master of none” part and start in with my Imposter Syndrome self-pity. So I like to see it as being a “Dabbler Extraordinaire.”
WHEW! and that’s just one shortened form of my tangential ramblings. You can see why it’s hard to stay focused. I just “LOVE ALL THE THINGS!” I could start anywhere in that loop of passions, and shift to any other tangent. It doesn’t have to be a neat, clean, sequential loop like the one described above. I could easily loop in any direction, or even turn the loop into a tangled web of spaghetti…Speaking of spaghetti, have you seen the code I wrote when I was starting out in PHP….(You see what I did there?)
One thing all this passion and dabbling has lead me to is having a huge skill set and knowledge base to pull from. I can spout out facts about Doctor Who; tell you the best ISO/aperture/shutter-speed settings for the current lighting conditions, based on what you want to achieve with your shot; whip up a little PHP app; discuss the best and worst Android devices for your carrier; or do a quick improv act based on whatever situation you like; et cetera. But it has also robbed me of a truly deep understanding of anything beyond the the basics. What to know which actor has been in the most episodes of Doctor Who? No clue, look it up. Which camera is best for your needs? No clue, ask an expert. Want me to write a full, enterprise level PHP app that runs in the cloud? ACK! get a team to that shit, DAMN! Write an Android app that does more than say “Hello World.” when you shake it? Umm, ok, I’ll try…maybe I can get started next week. You can see where this is going.
I know a lot of stuff about a lot of things. For some subjects, I even do consider myself an expert. But even those subjects, my expertise is a well-rounded one, not a specific grounding or specialty.
Yes, this leads to more Imposter Syndrome in many cases, but when I take a look at how much I do know, I relax a bit. I am damn smart. I just have so much passion for so many things, that I can’t contain it all, and so, some of the fine details are likely to slip away from me.