Me in the Middle of Stokenchurch (not really!)
Currently located in Stokenchurch, just an hour outside of London by train. Staying at the King’s Hotel – the most famous thing about this town. Apparently, King Charles II stayed here with his mistress in the 17th Century. I certainly feel like a mistress here since I have to hide from the hotel staff. I wasn’t prebooked in advance to stay in the same room as my boyfriend, so they wanted to charge us extra – which would have meant charging his company extra. Forget that!
Jocko is training all week with his new company, and for me, rather than staying at his parent’s house alone, I opted to go with him and bunk up in the hotel. We drove here first thing yesterday – and when I say first thing, I mean the earliest we have seen the sun in 4 months – and I got dropped off at the nearest town of High Wycombe. I had to be dropped off because we couldn’t check into the hotel room yet, and there is literally 2 pubs, a church, and a library in Stokenchurch. High Wycombe isn’t much better, but at least there are some cobblestones and a bit of a mall there. I have a new fondness for Marks and Spencer – a store that has everything. Like Natalie Portman did in that movie where she lived in Walmart, one could literally live in Marks and Spencer. There is a grocery store, high end clothing lines, and a cafe! What more could a girl want?
I spent the first hour in the cafe writing more of my book outline. The main thing I’m trying to do is filter out the more important events of the last year and figure out their significance in the overall context of the book. This is important for me to do because I’m finding that if I just sit down to write with no plan than I critique every thing I’m writing. I end up writing 3 pages and then rereading it and thinking – who cares? What does this have to do with anything, and who wants to read this garbage?
For the next 7 hours, I walked around High Wycombe – and around and around and around. And I found out an interesting fact – High Wycombe is the only town in the world that has a custom of weighing its Mayor every year. And, well, that’s about everything interesting that I found.
Today was much better. I spent most of the day writing, and took a nice walk in the smaller more rural town of Stokenchurch. I walked for about an hour and a half trying to work out more of the structure of the first 1/4 of my book. It’s amazing how far away your mind can go when thinking about stories.
I also finished my first blog on this new website where I will be a contributor: http://www.blab.tv . My writer’s name is “meagan lopez” – clever, I know!
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