Taking notes on index cards

One of my best note taking tips:

Index Cards

It seems so simple!

I keep a resource list that is numbered and the source is written on my resource list (I keep this on a piece of paper in the box i store my index cards)

I use a code system and write a number in the upper right hand corner corresponding to the resource number so its quick and easy.

I use one index card for each note or thought. So if I'm listening to a podcast and there are several great ideas/thoughts, I add it to my resource list, then jot each note or thought on an index card, then add it to my resource box.

Why I do it:

Long pages of notes can be cumbersome and often get lost in the shuffle.
Index cards are sortable
When I need inspiration, I sort thru the cards.
Generally if I write it down, I can find it later. I will generally remember where I heard or read the note and can eliminate the other options based on the resource number.
B/C i have adhd and can get overwhelmed easily, sorting thru index cards means there is less to skim thru on each page. I can easily eliminate things I know aren't what I'm looking for.

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