New Novel:
Pike Place Market is to
It had been a while since I rambled across the cobblestone streets of downtown
We caught up with the book’s author, Marilyn Howard Tschudi, and asked her about Pike Place and about growing up in
PPMN: Tell us a little about the novel,
Marilyn: I wanted to write a story where the characters face the good and the bad in life, and how people and places play such an important role in maintaining a sense of well-being. When I was planning the setting for the novel, I decided to draw on my own experiences. So I chose two
PPMN: Those cities are quite different, aren’t they?
Marilyn: Yes,
PPMN: In the book, the characters are zipping around
Marilyn: In the early 1970s, there were many wooded areas within the
PPMN: But they do call the police when something else happens, right?
Marilyn: When the oldest sister disappears on her way to an after-school job at the local Burger King, the family waits and then calls the Seattle Police Department. Since most crimes are sudden and unexpected, at first they are just stunned and expect her to walk in the door at any moment. But when days turn into weeks, they have to learn how to cope with the pain, but keep on living. That’s when they decide to have a birthday campout for one of the other sisters, right on the shores of the Puget.
PPMN: The kids dig for geoducks.
Marilyn: Most people outside the
PPMN: You set the book in 1971. What are some of the things in the story that are specific to
Marilyn: There was a wealth of history to draw upon.
“How would you like to buy a pound of some of these freshly roasted coffee beans? And could I interest you in a coffee grinder, or do you two already have one at home?” Zev asked. I guess he wanted us to buy something; after all, we had just drunk eight cups of his coffee, for free. My mother looked interested, but then she noticed the price.
“A dollar and seventy-five cents for a pound of coffee?” she whispered to Daddy. “I can get five pounds of Maxwell House for that on sale at Safeway!” My father put his arm around her shoulder and then smiled at the man behind the counter.
“I think we’ll pass today,” my dad said politely. “This was sure good coffee, though. Thank you for the samples, Zev.” Daddy always used a person’s name when he talked to them. I liked that about him. The man just nodded his head and looked over my dad’s shoulder at the next person in line. We followed my parents out of the store, and I stole another look at the logo on the window. The name of the store was spelled out around the naked mermaid. It said ‘Starbucks’.
“That store will not be able to stay in business,” my mom declared emphatically. “Can you imagine charging a dollar-seventy-five for a pound of coffee?” My dad just hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.
“I like your coffee best, anyway, Sweetheart.”
PPMN: This sounds like a delightful book. When is it coming out?
Marilyn: The publisher thought that it would be fitting to release Pike Place on the one-hundredth anniversary of the market, on August 17, 2007. They’re sending advance copies to all the Seattle-area libraries in July, so people can read the book before then. We’re looking forward to a great summer in Downtown Seattle.
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