My iPhone is a more reliable tool for capturing and retracing my mind’s wanderings than my writer’s notebook.
Images are my favorite form of note-taking.
Screenshots capture my learning, wonders, curiosities, and commitments.
I snap places I want to travel and poems I need to share with my students.
I snap other teacher’s whiteboards, other people’s living rooms, other people’s cats.
I collect writing prompts and quotations and comics and graffiti and anything strange or beautiful.
I save books I want to buy and organizations I want to join and articles I mean to read and campaigns I plan to donate to and lessons I plan to teach.
My camera scroll is like my very own jumbled Pinterest, as if all the boards got mixed up into one.
It’s a mess and not entirely usable and inadequately sourced, but I love the serendipity of different intellectual worlds colliding as I scroll.