Seventy-five Days of Phobias Day 72 Fiona Lowe and Collocophobia

Driving_Final[3] 12.45.14 pmOnly THREE DAYS to the OH YEAH MAMA September 1 release of my romantic comedy Driving in Neutral which if you’ve been following along for the last 72 days, you KNOW is a love story about claustrophobia (and still available for special low price pre-order) — I am running a series on phobias, for SEVENTY-FIVE DAYS. Ahem. While the mere thought of climbing into an elevator scares the hell out of Maxwell in Driving in Neutral, RITA® and R*BY award-winning author Fiona Lowe unpacks a different fear — or tries to…

Thanks so much for having me here, Sandra!

It’s my pleasure to have you and your Collocophobia — the fear of organising things — here, Fiona!

fiona lowe 02I like to think I’m an organized person. People certainly tell me that I am, although the way it’s often said to me never actually sounds like a compliment…but I digress. If you want a job done, I’m your girl. I can prioritize, I can delegate, I keep an exceptional calendar/diary for the family, I’m great to have around in a crisis—cool & calm that’s me— but ask me to make a decision on where to file something or where to put something away that isn’t an everyday household item and I’m like, “OMG, I have no clue where to put it” so I just don’t.

Why? I don’t know. I’m clean but I’m not ‘papers’ tidy. Perhaps it stems from being the kid of expats and having help in the house until I was age eight? No idea. Perhaps I was just born untidy or lazy? Perhaps the “putting away fear” stems from childhood although my mother never punished me for that; she just left all my clothes on the end of the bed and I left them there for the whole week until I’d worn them all again. HAH! That bit of psychology didn’t work, Mum!

Hmm, maybe it isn’t just a fear of not putting away things that don’t have an official home. I am also slow to unpack a suitcase and with the exception of hauling out the dirty washing the Fideskmoment I get home…see, I am clean…I find that final, total emptying of the case to be daunting.

But back to filing, although I am sure both things are related; my desk pretty much says it all! One of the things that freaks me out about filing is recall. (By the way it took me an hour to find this picture of my desk, because for some unfathomable reason, I had saved it not on my computer or on my backup USB or Dropbox but on Picassa!!!!!

I am always stressed by the question, “What do I file it under so I remember how to find it?” I am still missing important documents I KNOW I filed. “You need a system,” I hear you say. Yeah, well, I kinda trFiRITAied that and again, recall was the issue. So I have folders filled with “things to file” and that has become my system. If I don’t file it, I have a chance of re-finding it, although granted it isn’t quick. Cue picture of Fiona going through the receipt shoebox and her undies drawer for really special receipts!

Can anyone out there relate? Any one got any insight as to why we do this? Am open to tips to change but the system has to be really simple and guarantee recall!

Fiona Lowe is a RITA® and R*BY award-winning, multi-published author with Harlequin , Carina Press and, Berkley USA. Whether her books are set in outback Australia or in the mid-west of the USA, they feature small towns with big hearts, and warm, likeable characters that make you fall in love.

When she’s not fitriplewriting stories, she’s a weekend wife, mother of two ‘ginger’ teenage boys, guardian of 80 rose bushes, slave to a cat and often found collapsed on the couch with wine. She’s currently writing her 27th novel. Her Wedding Fever trilogy hits the print shelf on September 8th in Australia (eBook all year round) with Saved By The Bride and continues on October 13th with Picture Perfect Wedding and finishes in November 10th with Runaway Groom. For details on all her books you can find her over at her website, on facebook, Twitter and Goodreads.

 

8 thoughts on “Seventy-five Days of Phobias Day 72 Fiona Lowe and Collocophobia

  1. I have a husband who suffers badly from this… it drives me insane!!! He prefers the archaeological system of filing – from the ground up. His office is an occupational health and safety hazard. I nearly break my neck trying to reach the phone and the printer which are on the far side of his office!

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  2. Pingback: Apparently I have Collocophobia…who knew! | Fiona Lowe. Romance Fiction for Today, Small Towns, Big Hearts

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