I like writing up lists. Not just things like the Monday Ten here, but every other thing I need to do, like organizing my housework, appointments for the upcoming month, stuff I need to buy, errands waiting to be ran and so forth. To accomodate my fetish, I have shopping and to-do pads all over the house, next to the phones, in my purse, tacked to the bulletin board, hanging from a magnet on the refrigerator, in the bathroom closets and in the glovebox of every vehicle we own.
When I first play with a story idea, I start by writing a list of keywords relating to the plot and characters. I have literally thousands of story lists that never made it past the list stage. They're filed in the story list file. I also have a list of file names and descriptions. And a list of file lists, because I have more than one filing cabinet.
I thought about making a list of all the lists I have, but there could be disastrous gravitational consequences.
My one, never-ending list is The Novels I'd Like to Write. I'm always adding and subtracting ideas from this one, mostly adding. Obviously writing that book about a secret code hidden in famous artwork that leads to a revelation that rocks the religious world is a cross-off now. Ditto revising my 4,000 line epic poem into novel form -- there is just so much of my artistic soul that I'm going to inflict on you unsuspecting people.
Still, it's an active list, and one I enjoy reading over. I know I'll never live long enough to cross off every item on this list, but it's fun to plan what I could do if I don't get hit by a truck anytime soon. I'm tempted to jot down notes and rough them out a bit more, but that would make it harder to keep them on the list level.
Some items from the list in its present incarnation:
Anthrax vaccine puts humans back on all fours
Bama Zombie Farm Boy Rescues Prom Queen
Bast (Cat God, egyptian) caught and dumped in pound
Spelunkers (sp?) find way ancient paintings that Explain It All
Chicklit version of Oliver Twist (more Prada, sir?)
Chubby Death goes Club Med
Nyad hatched by benevolent brute miner saves him & planet
Old quilt with love poems as block foundations
Sniper witnesses assassination through scope
Squilyp's own novel, set on Omorr + his twins
I know, my shorthand is a little strange; matches my brain patterns. What would be something you'd put on your To Write list right now?