On the Street Where You Live - Intro & Chapter 1
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Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
42 min
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6 chapters
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What announcement introduces this special audiobook excerpt?
Get more Nothing Much Happens with bonus episodes, extra long stories, and ad-free listening, all while supporting the show you love. Subscribe now. Before we begin today's episode, I want you to know that I'm sharing something different with you tonight. And this isn't a sleep story, so it may not be the best choice if you are just settling in for bed. If you're ready to drift off, I'd recommend choosing another episode. There are over 400. And saving this one for a walk or a drive or a quiet afternoon. Because what you're about to hear is a chapter from my new audiobook, On the Street Where You Live, which comes out on July 28th. It's set in the village of Nothing Much. And you'll hear from some familiar friends, including the innkeeper and chef, the original baker and the bookstore keeper, and even Alphabet the dog.
It's a story about a neighborhood and the people who call it home, where ordinary moments reveal the ways we're connected to one another. If you've ever found yourself slowing down to notice a porch light coming on at dusk, a neighbor tending to a garden, or the comfort of a familiar street, I think you'll feel right at home here. I'm especially excited because this story is brought to life by an incredible cast of voices, which I am just one among them. I can't wait for you to hear the whole neighborhood tell their stories. I hope you enjoy this excerpt from On the Street Where You Live. Introduction Welcome to the village of Nothing Much. The mist is still thick on the lake beside the inn as a screen door creaks open and an early riser carries a cup of coffee down to a bench by the water.
Lights glow through windows on the second floor, and the tables on the back porch are being laid with mugs and mismatched silverware for breakfast. Down the gravel drive and out onto the county road, cars wait as the school bus turns onto a side street, a test drive for the first day of school, just a few days off. Closer to town, the farmer's market stalls are being loaded with the last tomatoes and the first apples of the season. Pots of chrysanthemums, their blooms still closed up, and their colors a mystery, are handed down from a truck bed and lined up along the booths. A whistle blows as a train rolls along the tracks on the edge of downtown. The oak tree on the corner is dropping acorns, and a squirrel runs through the branches and leaps onto the roof of the bicycle shop.
Across the street, the florist's window is full of vases of peonies and pale pink roses and fresh green stalks of eucalyptus. At the next corner, the open sign is still swinging in the window of the bookshop, and a couple carts of paperbacks sit on the sidewalk, two for five dollars, while supplies last. Inside, the register rings when its drawer, checked and restocked with change, is pushed into place. The morning air is fresh and cool, and at the record shop, the door is propped open to let it in, and the sound of a lilting voice and guitar coming from the turntable spills out. The blue construction paper waves and yellow sunbeams that have decorated the front window of the stationery store are coming down, landing in a pile at the foot of a ladder open on the old wood floor.
Beside them, freshly cut and ready for their turn, is a stack of oversized red maple leaves and orange pumpkins with curly green stems. The next block is the busiest in the village, with the cafe on one corner and the bakery on the opposite. The cafe does a brisk business, and the outdoor tables are mostly taken up with folks tucking into breakfast and sipping from cups of coffee and tea. Steam rises from stacks of pancakes and plates of hash browns. The air smells savory and sweet. Friends talk and laugh as they eat. And at a table for one, a newspaper is shaken out and turned to the crossword puzzle. The bell over the door at the bakery rings again and again as customers pile in, hungry and eager, and step out a minute later with white paper sacks in hand and relieved smiles from ear to ear.
Here the yeasty warm scent of bread and rolls and the sweet aroma of donuts and pastries are as thick as that mist on the lake.
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Chapters
6 chapters
1
What announcement introduces this special audiobook excerpt?
0:01–5:18
2
How does the narrator describe the village of Nothing Much at dawn?
5:18–15:48
3
What scenes set the atmosphere of the village’s downtown and market?
15:48–28:02
4
Why is the Victorian pink house on the corner important to the story?
28:02–35:42
5
Who is the baker and how did he become known in the village?
35:42–40:27
6
How does the baker’s morning routine reveal his character and memories?
40:27–42:07