Thursday, October 27, 2011

"It's Time, Not Age" with Guest Natalie Damschroder

The other day, Cathy mentioned being 3F (female, fertile, and forty). Well, I'm 3F too, and the last F is really annoying me.

When I was younger, I used to get really annoyed by my "elders" (like my mother) blaming age on everything. Their minds were going because they left the coffee in the microwave after heating it. Three times. Short-term memory lapses, putting things where they weren't supposed to be, and a million other details of daily living were blamed on getting old. It always sounded like a cop-out to me.

I didn't want to be that way. And I'm fighting it, believe me! In fact, I think the problem is really a convergence of two things. Yes, we're older, and maybe our brains are aging like our bodies. Or maybe, aging just happens to coincide with the busiest time of our lives. We have way too many things to think about, too much on our to-do lists and filling our schedule books.

Of course, I don't like to blame my body breakdown on age, either. I'm not full of aches and pains because I'm 40, I'm full of aches and pains because I have three completely sedentary jobs that take too many hours a day and leave me behind and feeling guilty if I take time to exercise. I feel like I'm approaching a point of no return, though. I'm going to have to find a way to compromise.

One specific thing I used to make fun of my mother for, I now completely understand, though. It's a function of time, though not of age. She used to have this super-old, super-stuffed address book. I'd look for something in it, and 20-year-old pieces of paper would fall out. Sections would be so full stuff was written in the margins. I picked on her for not cleaning it out, at least, and really thought she should have gotten a new one, transferred over the relevant, current dates.

Yeah. *snort* I so get it now.

My address book? I bought it my freshman year of college. Some of the people in it, I haven't talked to since I graduated from high school. In 1988. I'm proud to say I only have four pieces of paper stuck in the front... You know what? Forget it. At least here, I can be self-righteous. My brother came home from Afghanistan months ago. *recycle* That business card can go in my business card file. *set aside* Those directions to Number One's best friend's house when she was 5? I used it once. And she's 16 now. *recycle* And that username and password are for a credit card I haven't used in a decade. *shred*

Where was I?

Oh, yeah! Call me a hypocrite, because I'm not giving up this book. Yes, the binding dried out and separated years ago. And the Js (my maiden name is Jacobus) and Rs (the Raffenetti branch moved a lot) are full and encroaching on nearby sections. But this is living history! I can't remember Mark-from-Ichabod's last name? I just flip through the first pages of each letter until I find him. (Daley!) It amuses me that in 23 years, I've never picked up a friend with a last name starting with E or I (Q, V, etc., are expected).

And you know what else? It will take too damned long to copy the current stuff over. And that's what really matters.

The heroines in Natalie J. Damschroder's upcoming releases may not be 3F quite yet, but they're not ingenues, either. And they totally kick ass, literally as well as figuratively (which is the only way Natalie can manage it, herself).

Behind the Scenes October 31, 2011
A romantic adventure about a security expert who refuses to let her attraction to the movie star under her protection be a distraction…especially when it makes him a direct target.

Carina Press | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Audible coming soon.

Under the Moon November 1, 2011
A paranormal romance about a modern-day goddess who teams up with her protector—and forbidden soulmate—to track down the leech who’s been stealing power from other goddesses.

Entangled Publishing | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

You can learn more about Natalie and her books at her website, eHarlequin, Goodreads, Twitter, and Facebook. She blogs with four other obsessed passionate Supernatural fans at Supernatural Sisters, with a number of fantastic romance authors at Everybody Needs a Little Romance, and just to hear herself talk at Indulge Yourself.

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At 4:41 AM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Thanks so much for hosting me today, Cathy!

At 4:48 AM, Blogger Misty said...

Love it! I'm only two out of three so far but that third one is coming up fast. I too have an old address book that I love. Living history. That's what I'll call it next time my husband tells me I should get another one!

At 4:51 AM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Address books are the new diaries! LOL

At 6:22 AM, Blogger Jody Wallace and Meankitty said...

I wouldn't feel too bad about the bodily breakdown. There's a 3F gal in my tap class who's quite the opposite of a couch potato and her body is falling apart regardless! I'm sure that's universal, hehehe.

At 6:25 AM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

That does NOT make me feel better! LOL

At 9:28 AM, Blogger Cathy in AK said...

Natalie, thanks so much for being here : )

Misty, mine is like that too. Addresses crossed out as people move, loved ones who are gone but still in the book, holiday card lists, birthdays...all in there : )

Jody, what Natalie said : P

At 5:11 PM, Blogger Barbara Longley said...

Both books look like great reads, Natalie! I have you both beat for the age thing, and I've started taking vitamin supplements to help with the short-term memory issues. I've microwaved coffee and left it there for a day. Drove home from the grocery store once--without my groceries! One of those drive through to pick them up places. Ack. It's overload, not aging. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

At 5:13 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Oh, man, that must have sucked! How far away did you live from the grocery store?

But it's TOTALLY overload. I could easily see myself doing the same thing. I'm ALWAYS lost in thought about something I have to do, and autopilot takes over.

It's scary how often I get home and don't remember the drive there. LOL

At 5:47 PM, Blogger MaureenAMiller said...

My mother has that address book, but it is compounded by her illegible chicken scratch.

Cathy, your gracious hostess would tell you that when I do something silly, it's not because I'm old, it's because I'm blond. LOL

At 5:49 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Maureen, a few weeks ago, a coworker said she'd just had a total blonde moment, and I said, "So you were brilliant?"

They liked that one. :)

At 5:56 PM, Blogger Barbara Longley said...

the time, I was single mom with two kids under 10, working and going to college full time. Ack! Don't know how I did it.

It's scary when you're daydreaming while driving, focus and have no freaking idea where you are! That's happened to me.

At 5:57 PM, Blogger MaureenAMiller said...

I like that one, Natalie!

At 5:59 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

God, how DID you do it, Barbara?!

Thanks, Maureen! :)

At 7:35 PM, Anonymous Veronica Scott said...

Can't wait to read both books, how to decide which to read first? Well, my "address book" is a purple recipe tin with little pastel hearts (ok, thing is OLD)and at Christmas I enjoy looking at the old index cards where I wrote the addresses, good memories of times past and people I miss, along with the current & updated of course!

At 2:30 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Veronica, I LOVE what your address book is! That's so personal and special, and something I can see your descendents keeping down through the generations. :)

Thanks for your comments on my books!

At 7:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I found my old, old address book recently. What a walk down memory lane it was.

At 12:17 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Diane, I'm thinking we need to hold on to these memories deliberately, not just because it's easier. LOL

At 7:38 PM, Blogger Maria Zannini said...

I really wish someone had sent me a memo on old age. I guess it doesn't matter. I wouldn't have paid attention anyway. When I was twenty, I was invincible.

I was so naive. LOL.

At 7:54 PM, Blogger Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Do you know how annoyed I am that everyone who ever aged is right and I was wrong? LOL


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