I like organizing things.
I really do.
I’m not very prolific at it, but I enjoy the little thrill of knowing where stuff goes.
So when you have over 10 years of stories in a giant overflowing bin, and you want to keep every last note card because you might use it some day . . .
Where on earth are you supposed to start?
Me, I want to start with a label maker.
I have a hole puncher and a printer.
I have a ton of binders, though they’re the “Bigger is better” kind and I can’t decide if I like those or the friendly floppy ones better. I think the problem I have with binders is that once they’re organized and I have stuff in them, there’s nowhere for me to put them. Except in my doofy old bin. Out of sight, out of mind.
I do a lot of my idea organizing in Word, but then I print it out and staple it and again I can only put it in my doofy old bin.
You might say “Filing cabinet!” but that’s just as bad as my bin for hiding things. Worse, because I just don’t like flipping through tabbed folders. I don’t know why. Always hated it.
I’m thinking of getting a simple document wallet to put completed manuscripts in for editing. I found that I really like being able to pull loose-leaf out of an envelope to edit and stuff it back in without worrying that my cat will spread the pages all over the floor. I’m incapable of editing on my computer because I always forget what I’ve already done.
So . . . label maker. Maybe a cork board. Figure out a spot for my binders. Consolidate notes into a smaller space. *sigh* Nobody ever plans to have this much paper lying around, but it’s been the bane of offices for centuries. Somehow, some way, I’ll manage.
Hey, at least I got rid of a lot of crap in the move. That’s a win, right there.