Well! I’m pleased to say that if you’re reading this, I’ve finally succeeded.

It hasn’t been without its tears and headaches, it’s true, but the creation of this website, daunting though I’ve found it, has turned out to be something of a triumph.

Now, I don’t mean that it’s necessarily a triumphantly good website specimen (though I do quite like it); rather, that I feel enormously triumphant to have come through the process without too many emotional scars, and with a few new neural pathways forged. That’s got to be good!

I could wow you with my new lingo (or bore you to a stupor) but I won’t. Not yet. Instead, I’ll tell you what I found difficult and what I enjoyed about the process.

The hardest thing for me was getting started. I have this belief that I’m no good with technology, and that everything I touch goes wrong. I have, as my husband often says, ‘a special relationship with technology.’ (Perhaps that could more accurately be described as a lack of inherent interest – I’d rather be creating stories than websites – and therefore application, and therefore ability. The result? Intense frustration with all things technical. It’s been this way for years.)

But starting, it seems, makes all the difference, and surprisingly, I discovered a few positives along the way.

I re-connected with an old school friend who offered her advice and technical support when she saw my ‘Why am I such a luddite?’ post on Facebook. (Thanks Trudy.)

I discovered that fellow writer, Tom, (who we’ve not seen at writers’ group for some time), has set up his own website creation business. (Go Tom!) He recommended excellent articles specifically for non-technical writing folk like me wanting to build their own websites.

And I received all sorts of encouraging words of support from friends and relatives telling me I could do it. Thanks guys. (Some suggested I shouldn’t bother, that I should call in the experts, or that I should enlist my Gen Z children. I would say that these particular people are no longer my friends, seeming non-believers that they were, but it wouldn’t be true because I’ve considered all those suggestions seriously, as you’ll see. Perhaps, as it turns out, it’s these friends I need to thank the most.)

First, however, I wanted to try doing it myself. I made a resolution at the start of the year to increase my general knowledge. Here was my opportunity. I’m pleased to report I now consider myself generally more knowledgeable… on the topic of website building. Tick! (That’s two ticks in one article. You can almost smell my success.)

I learned all about hosts and domains, website builders and the Gutenberg editor…

And I got totally overwhelmed by ‘themes’. Why were there so many? How was I meant to go about choosing one? Which was the right one for me? Did I even need one? (The answer to that is ‘yes’, by the way.)

I am not a person who makes decisions easily. In fact, when the choice is large, I find decisions agonising. Agony isn’t comfortable. I very nearly chucked in the towel.

After a week of paralysis, I decided to ‘practise’ building my website on a free theme. And I learned stacks.

It isn’t that hard really.

But free themes have their limitations and are clunky, so I wasn’t overly happy with how my website was turning out. And, to be honest, I don’t have an eye for graphic design.

So, I finally took the excellent advice of my nay-saying friends (luckily I’d still kept them as friends) and called in the experts.

Yes.

That’s right.

I bribed my Gen Z son for technical help…

I sweet-talked my husband with a eye for visual design into casting his eye over things…

And I chose (with the help of both) a flexible premium ‘theme’ which, although costly, was nowhere near the price I’d have had to pay if I’d hired a real, in-the-flesh, website guru.

With the job now shared between the bribed, the sweet-talked and me, I was able to find a little more time to get on with editing my current work in progress – the second Marlow book – and I now understand the reasoning behind the advice of my nay-saying friends. (What wise ones they were!) Of course, they didn’t mention that sharing the job might cause its own headaches, but then, they probably expected me to hand it over completely, and I haven’t quite managed to do that!

Still, I’m glad I’ve kept my finger in the pie to the end. It means I’ve not only grown my brain (I could actually feel it pushing on the inside of my skull at times) but I also feel equipped to make layout changes myself if necessary, and can add new content to my site with relative ease.

I actually thought I’d produced enough content already, but it turns out if you have a spot on your home page for three blog posts (as I do), you have to write them all up front.

That means I’m busy writing this article not expecting it to be read. Why would anyone sit there reading three pre-prepared posts in a row?

Still, if you have, if you’ve stuck with me to the end, thank you! I appreciate your persistence and loyalty. And again, if you are still here, I’d love it if you could post a comment to let me know you made it.

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