400,000 is a guess for how many words I've drafted since I started the Free Refills Project in earnest. I'm proud of that. The stacks of printed-out pages serve as tangible evidence that I've been showing up and showing up and showing up.
I've run into an unexpected downside. Having written that much volume on such a panoply of topics, I can no longer remember if I actually wrote on an idea, or simply told myself I should write on it. At the start of the project, I wasn't very deliberate about where I saved my files, so sometimes a keyword search doesn't easily find the answer. My print-outs contain mysteries.
As problems go, I far prefer this to my previous problem: "I haven't written seriously in a year-and-a-half. Do I still get to call myself a writer?"
If it’s any comfort to you, I haven’t written nearly as much or for as long as you have, and I’m already hitting the problem of not remembering whether or not I’ve already done a writing piece on a particular topic.
Also, “panoply” is a good word. If you see me use it, you’ll know I stole it from you.