What's my new idea?

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What's my new idea?

      I started reading non-fiction recently, and I find it difficult to remember every single thing in the book. Today, when I was randomly scrolling through YouTube, I suddenly saw a video of Matt D'Avella in which he explained very clearly about how he learned a system for remembering everything.

         And this is for my future reference, maybe. The main algorithm of this video is

'Take notes, Revise, Categorize and file'

But what I thought was that instead of categorizing and filing the flash cards, I could just simply sit and write a blog, which is my favourite hobby (feeling proud of my idea, lol). Well, I am currently reading (in non-fiction) Eat that Frog! by Brian Tracy, and my next book would be Chanakya in the Classroom, of which I already completed a part last year. And I'm thinking of continuing my old habit of maintaining my track on Goodreads. Let's see how this plan works!








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