Description: Eleven-year-old Daisy Tannenbaum, tomboy extraordinaire, doesn’t want to go back to school. So, when she ends up on an isolated island in the Indian Ocean after her family is accidentally kidnapped by Malay pirates, she’s totally psyched. For her, this is paradise. Her family, however, is utterly unprepared to cope with the primitive conditions on the island. Her parents are divorced and barely on speaking terms, her sister wants to crush Daisy’s skull with a rock, and a grad student Daisy’s dad may or may not have had a thing with ends up washed ashore with them. Nothing ruins paradise like having your stupid family around.
What readers are saying:
"I didn’t want to put this book down. Daisy and the Pirates is a very fun read."
"Daisy and the Pirates is escapism at its finest... Daisy Tannenbaum's voice is so believable you begin to wonder whether J.T. Allen might not be Daisy's pen name."
"I feel like I know Daisy - the tone of the narrative completely captured me. I want more adventures with Daisy!"
"The writing in this book will catch you off guard with both its humor and its tenderness, as the author touches the eleven year old in all of us."
"To the character Daisy: I hope you stay with us and regale us with a libraryful of your exploits and tales of derring-do."
"Huck Finn, move over, Daisy'll give you a run for your money!"
“Then you’re not dreaming.”
“Depends where we are.”
“Well, where are we?”
“I’m pretty sure we’re on a beach somewhere.”
“Don’t be a smart-aleck.” He shrugged. She made this little exasperated sigh she makes with a lazy toss of her hand, which can be really charming—my Mom is actually pretty charming—but it drives my Dad bonkers. “Where’s my daybook?” She started digging through her purse. Water poured out of it. The pages of her book were stuck together. She started working them apart. “Daisy has a dental appointment on Friday.”
“What?” she asked.
“Nothing? Just nothing? I’m going to have to cancel all these meetings and all you can say is nothing? ” She dug her cell phone out. She picked bits of sea crud off of it. “Do you have any idea at all when we’ll be out of here?”