I’ve published 200 posts here on my blog, but I have another forty drafts sitting around. Some are partially written, more general ideas than fleshed out posts. Others are ready to go.
Some are outdated, like the wrapup of a query night my writing group held last summer. I’m not sure why it never ran. Others are evergreen, as we say in the newspaper biz. They’re as relevant and as fresh as whenever I wrote them. And you’ll read them here eventually.
I love stockpiling. I keep new toys hidden from my kids until I need them–for a sick day, for instance, or an airplane trip. Sometimes they outgrow the toy before I manage to hand it over.
I used to keep a notebook of thoughts or overheard dialogue to use someday in my writing (as F. Scott Fitzgerald, one of my longtime heroes, used to), although I rarely used those gems and eventually quit.
Do you stockpile? Words? Items? Memories?