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Explore the Benefits of Node.js and React Together in Full-Stack Web Development

Consider a cutting-edge pair of technologies that collaborate to power the most creative and engaging web experiences.  Node.js with React is a developer’s dream come true.

Consider Node.js to be the charismatic conductor of the server-side orchestra.  It enables Node.js developers to build versatile, fast backends that can handle thousands of concurrent connections.

It’s a sophisticated JavaScript runtime platform that allows you to build versatile and fast backends. Node.js is capable of handling thousands of concurrent connections, making it ideal for real-time applications and microservices.

Now, let’s introduce React, an interesting and adaptive JavaScript toolkit for creating user interfaces. React allows you to develop visually appealing, interactive frontends that are a pleasure to use. It supports the idea of reusable components, allowing you to create UI elements that can be simply inserted into any portion of your program, assuring consistent and efficient development.

So, whether you’re a Node.js developer, a web app development enthusiast, or just getting started with React web development, embracing the Node.js/React fusion will open up new avenues for creating outstanding web applications.  

Benefits of Using Node.js in Full-Stack Development

You can write both frontend and backend code in JavaScript with Node.js, leading in a unified and effective development environment. This reduces difficulty and increases productivity by eliminating the need to transition between languages.

Let’s dive deep and learn more benefits of Node.js.

Enhanced Developer Skill Set:

By embracing full-stack JavaScript frameworks, developers can broaden their skills and become proficient in a single language that is highly versatile and in demand.

Small Memory Footprint:

Node.js is based on the V8 JavaScript engine, which is well-known for its memory management efficiency. As a result, compared to other server-side technologies, Node.js has a modest memory footprint.

Rapid Prototyping and Development:

With Node.js and npm, developers can quickly prototype and develop applications. With a plethora of ready-to-use packages at their disposal, developers may easily assemble the basic building blocks of their apps.

Benefits of Using React in Frontend Development

Using React in frontend development provides a plethora of benefits, making it a popular choice among developers. Here are several significant advantages:

Maintainability:

Individual components in a component-based design can be changed and updated without affecting the entire application. This simplifies maintenance and bug fixing because faults can be isolated to certain components.

Virtual DOM and Efficient Rendering:

When the application state changes, React’s virtual DOM efficiently updates only the necessary components of the user interface. When opposed to directly modifying the DOM, this leads to faster rendering and better performance.

Cross-platform Development:

Developers may use React Native to write code once and release it on both the iOS and Android platforms. When opposed to creating distinct codebases for each platform, this greatly reduces development time and effort.

Here’s why this is advantageous:

Consistent language:  JavaScript is versatile and can be used for both front-end and back-end development. With Node.js and React, you can have a unified language and development approach for your entire stack. This eliminates the need for switching between different languages and improves productivity and code maintenance.

Developer expertise: JavaScript is a popular programming language that many developers are already familiar with. You may leverage your development team’s existing expertise and talents by using JavaScript on both the client and the server. JavaScript developers may simply switch between front-end and back-end development, making it easier to cooperate and share duties within the team.

An abundance of libraries and frameworks: Node.js and React boast thriving communities with extensive libraries, frameworks, and tools. These resources cover authentication, database integration, testing, state management, routing, UI components, and more. Leveraging this ecosystem saves development time by incorporating widely used packages.

Active and supportive communities: Node.js and React have thriving developer communities that provide support, resources, and collaborative learning opportunities.

Efficient server-side rendering: Node.js enables efficient server-side rendering (SSR) of React components, optimizing performance by reducing initial page load time and enhancing SEO.

Conclusion :

The usage of Node.js in the backend provides advantages such as using a single language (JavaScript) throughout the entire stack, efficient server-side rendering, real-time data synchronisation, code reusability, access to a vibrant ecosystem, high performance, and improved developer productivity. Node.js allows developers to use their JavaScript skills while simultaneously offering an adaptable, reliable server environment, as well as fostering code sharing and uniformity.  

Originally published by: Benefits of Node.js and React Together in Full-Stack Web Development

[taryn40k]

The best of friends~! ^w^

(Chuckling at the idea that even as an adult, if Berny was to meet Lequin he would feel the need to squint very harshly. XD)

[binah-beloved]

(lor good ending spoilers below)

after the final reception ends with the hrad's enforcers leaving, and the library is banished to the outskirts, you immediately rush to Binah's side to tend to her injuries and comfort her. after all, she'd done the same for you after every prior reception you handled

oh, you're terrified.

see, this is the first time you've seen her truly injured. she's told you about her first near-death experience, the almost imperceptible stiffness on her shoulders lost on everyone but you. you had merely given her hand a gentle squeeze of reassurance, watching her slowly exhale and give you a subtle smile. her hand is elegant and strong and covered in scars of all sizes, and she laces her fingers with yours in a firm, unbreakable grip

but now, now when you see her bleeding and unsteady on her feet and still looking at you with that small, soft smile, your heart shatters like glass and you rush over to support her, as she's done so many times for you. Binah chuckles, breath coming out short and clipped as you help her sit on the floor, her hand raising slowly to cup your cheek and wipe away tears you hadn't even noticed

"Hush, birdie. It'll be alright."

you sob and cling to her, unable to stop staring at the wounds inflicted by that other Arbiter, the one with short hair and an unbearably smug smile, carefully wrapping them in gauze as you would for any other employee. Binah merely sighs, somehow content, leaning her forehead against yours. she insists on tucking you in her cloak so she can wrap an arm around your shoulders, hugging you close with a gentle murmur and a kiss on your cheek. you're finally away from that wretched City, that horrid district, together

[fictionadventurer]

There's nothing quite like the euphoria of finding a book at exactly the right time. A book that you might mildly enjoy or even dislike at another time, but you happen to come across it in just the right mood or mindset, or at just the right age or just the right time of year, so it fits perfectly into your heart and it's elevated into something spectacular.

[tench]

Cassandra, stay FOCUSED

[greentrickster]

Me going into this weekend: Well, it's time for the local anime convention, the one that I've been preparing for since December and worked super hard so I'd have lots of mage plushies in the store I sell them at downtown, all ready for excited anime fans to buy them!

This weekend: Protesters gridlock downtown on Saturday (aka, the Busy Day, aka the Profitable Day) because they can't handle the concept of a drag queen doing story time for kids at the library, someone escalates this to a very effective bomb threat that's fortunately fake but still forces local shops to close and the reading to be cancelled for the sake of safety, it pours rain, and is the coldest weekend we've had all month to boot. All the shops and the downtown farmer's market that brought in extra stock and produce in preparation for what is traditionally a very profitable weekend for local businesses due to exploring convention members are left in the lurch.

Me, now: (lying in my bed trying to console myself with humour) ...this did not go according to keikaku.*

*keikaku means plan

[midnightfreedom]

"You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails."

~Kristen Proby

[beth-and-bands]

So I've been playing Stray for about an hour now, and this might be the cutest game I've ever played! If anything ever happens to this cat, I'll actually cry😭

[lovelettered]

just remembered it's actually titled confessions. my tummy hurts so bad

[wellthatschaotic]

hanging out with friend today!!

[quietwingsinthesky]

what if Dean killed Charlie himself for helping Sam with the book of the damned instead of immediately telling Dean what was happening. what if he still told Sam it was his fault for putting Charlie in harm’s way (in this scenario, anywhere near Dean with the mark on him, despite her and Sam trying to remove said mark?) what if Dean had actually killed someone important to him who trusted him and loved him?

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 67

as I read live

Thank the gods. Even though they were the last beings Rowan wished to thank.

She rested a hand atop Goldryn's hilt, flame dancing at her fingers, seemingly into the red stone itself.

"It would take years," she observed, "to heal everyone infected by the Valg."

"Each of those soldiers has a family, friends who would want us to try."

"I know."

The chill wind whipped her hair across her face, blowing northward.

"Could Yrene heal them? Erawan and Maeve? I don't know why I didn't think of it."

"Is Erawan's body made by him, or stolen?

Is Maeve's?" Rowan shook his head. "They might be wholly different."

"I don't see how I can ask Yrene to do it.

Ask it of Chaol." Aelin swallowed. "To even put Yrene near Erawan or Maeve... I can't do it."

Rowan wouldn't be able to, either. Not for a thousand different reason.

"But is it a mistake to put Yrene's safety above that of this entire world?" Aelin mused, examining one of the enemy daggers she'd pilfered. An unusually fine blade, likely stolen in the first place.

"She's the greatest weapon we have, if the keys are not in play. Are we fools not to push to use it?"

It wasn't his choice, his call. But he could offer her a sounding board. "Will you be able to live with yourself if something happens to Yrene, to her unborn child?"

"No. But the rest of the world will live, at least. My guilt would be secondary to that."

"And if you don't push Yrene to try to destroy them, and Erawan or Maeve wins—what then?"

"There is still the Lock. There's still me."

Rowan swallowed. Saw the reason she'd needed to be away from the others, needed to walk.

"Yrene is a ray of hope for you. For us That you might not need to forge the Lock at all. You, or Dorian."

"The gods demand it."

"The gods can go to hell."

Aelin chucked away the dagger. "I hate this. I really do."

He slid an arm around her shoulders. It was all he could offer her.

Over—she'd said she wanted it to be over.

He'd do all he could to make it so.

Aelin leaned her head against his chest, and they stared across the cold lake in silence.

"Would you let me do it, if I were Yrene? If I were carrying our child?"

He failed to block out the image of that dream—of Aelin, heavily pregnant, their children around her. "I don't let you do anything."

She waved a hand. "You know what I mean."

He took a moment to answer. "No. Even if the world ended because of it, I couldn't bear it."

And with that Lock, he might very well have to make that decision, too.

Rowan ran his fingers over the claiming marks on her neck. "I told you that love was a weakness. It would be far easier if we all hated each other."

She snorted. "Give it a few weeks on the road with this army, in those mountains, and we might not be such pleasant allies anymore."

Rowan kissed the top of her head. "Gods help us."

Even with the hours of instruction on the journey back to this continent, Rowan and the others had not wholly mastered the language of the half-forgotten marks. But her mate remembered most—as if they'd been planted in his mind.

Aelin carefully studied the line of symbols across the page. Read through them a second time. "It's not what we're looking for." She pulled on her bottom lip. "It's a spell for opening a portal between locations-just in this world."

"Like what Maeve can do?" Borte asked.

Aelin shrugged. "Yes, but this is for close traveling. More like what Fenrys can do.

"Or had once been able to do, before Maeve had broken it from him.

Borte's mouth quirked to the side. "What's the point of it, then?"

"Entertaining people at parties?" Aelin handed the book back to Rowan.

Borte chuckled, and leaned back in her seat, toying with the end of a long braid. "Do you think the spell exists—to find an alternate way to seal the Wyrdgate?" The question was barely more than a whisper, and yet Rowan shot the girl a warning look. Borte just waved him off.

No. Elena would have told her, or Brannon,

if such a thing had existed Aelin ran a hand over the dry, ancient page, the symbols blurring. "It's worth a look, isn't it?"

Rowan indeed resumed his careful browsing and decoding. He'd sit here for hours, she knew. And if they found nothing, she knew he'd sit here and reread them all just to be sure.

A way out—an alternate path. For her, for Dorian. For whichever of them would pay the price to forge the Lock and seal the gate. A desperate, foolish hope.

Chaol found his father where he'd left him, seething in his study.

"You cannot give a single acre of this territory to the wild men," his father hissed as Chaol wheeled into the room and shut the door.

Chaol crossed his arms, not bothering took placating. "I can, and I will."

Chaol sighed, slumping back in his chair. A lifetime of this—that's what Dorian had laid upon him. As Hand, he'd have to deal with lords and rulers just like his father. If they survived. If Dorian survived, too. The thought was enough for Chaol to say, "Everyone in this war is making sacrifices. Most far, far greater than a few miles of land. Be grateful that's all we're asking of you."

"I hope Anielle burns to the ground. And you with it." A small, hateful smile. "That's all your brother said. My heir—that's how he feels about this place. If he will not protect Anielle, then what shall become of it without you?"

"She discovered the trunk. Right before we got word of Morath marching on us," his father said, his smile mocking and cold. "I should have burned them, of course, but something prompted me to save them instead. For this exact moment, I think."

The trunk was piled thick with letters. All written by his mother. To him. "How long," he said too quietly.

"From the day you left." His father's sneer lingered.

Years. Years of letters, from a mother he had not heard from, had believed hadn't wanted to speak to him, had yielded to his father's wishes.

"You let her believe I didn't write back," Chaol said, surprised to find his voice still calm "You never sent them, and let her believe I didn't write back."

"Watching you with that wife of yours only proves it. I'd think you'd bargain quite a bit to be able to read these letters."

Chaol only stared at him. Blinked once, as if it would quell the roaring in his head, his heart.

His mother had never forgotten him. Never.

Stopped writing to him.

Chaol smiled slightly.

"Keep the letters," he said, steering his chair back to the doors. "Now that she's left you, it might be your only way to remember her." He opened the study door and looked over his shoulder.

His father remained beside the trunk, stiff as a sword. "I don't make bargains with bastards, I’m certainly not starting with you."

Cain's people or they had been. Aelin decided not to mention him during their brief introduction. And Chaol, wisely, refrained from admitting that he'd killed the man.

Another lifetime. Another world.

Seated atop a fine Munigi horse Hasar had lent her, Aelin rode at the front of the company, as it marched from Anielle, Chaol on Farasha to her left, Rowan on his own Munigi horse to her right. Their companions were scattered behind, Lorcan healed enough to be riding, Elide beside him.

And behind them, snaking into the distance, the army of the khagan moved.

The khagan's armies had crossed every terrain, though. Mountains and deserts and seas.

They did not balk now.

So Aelin supposed she would not, either.

For whatever time she had left, until it was over.

This final push north, homeward

・・・

She smiled grimly at the looming mountains, at the army stretching away behind them

And just because she could, just because they were headed to Terrasen at last, Aelin unleashed a flicker of her power. Some of the standard-bearers behind them murmured in surprise, but Rowan only smiled.

Smiled with that fierce hope, that brutal determination that flared in her own heart, as she began to burn.

She let the flame encompass her, a golden glow that she knew could be spied even from the farthest lines of the army, from the city and keep they left behind. A beacon glowing bright in the shadows of the mountains, in the shadows of the forces that awaited them, Aelin lit the way north.

[somanyfuckedupiftruebooks]

Mag 81

Awww former Head Archivist :(

Yeah right. As if it's going to be that easy to get away.

Also Feb 18th means that, for Jon, the last few statements all happened the day before yesterday and, for Georgie, her homesless unemployed ex-boyfriend showed up at her door the weekend after Valentine's day.

Love how succinctly this explains Jon's attitude in Season 1.

Hells yeah Jon, get his ass. Speak ill of the dead!

Love Jon being like 'I've suffered already, but I know that greater suffering is yet to befall me'. He's right!

Season 3 is my favourite :) I love watching Jon figure out stuff about the Entites and also get repeatedly kidnapped. Can't wait!

Oooh greying hair, another canonical physical description of the Archivist. And notable because premature greying and cobwebs in hair are known marks of the Web.

But yeah the fact that he looks older than he is definitely matches the fact that he behaves like an old man.

And the fact that he behaves like an old man is explained by the fact that the only parent he has ever known was his grandmother. And the fact she was a kind woman who resented him explains why he struggles to understand kindness and keeps everyone at arm's length because he's convinced they secretly dislike him. It's so cool getting all this context for the Archivist.

I know the fandom tends to come down pretty hard on Jon's grandmother, but I like to think she was generally a good person doing her best and falling short (which seems to align with Jon's perspective). And I can absolutely believe that Jon was a difficult child because he's also a difficult adult. I'm surprised Elias didn't have to lock him inside the Archives.

Love the parallels between how Jon read books as a child and how he reads statments as an adult. He was definitely Eye-aligned even before the Web got to him.

[bf-rally]

felt like i was going crazy yesterday trying to set up a login system for this website 😭 it was like i was back in college again!