Books published by publisher purple pie press

Meet George. He's strong, as a giant dinosaur should be, strong enough to wreck a plane! (Of course he thinks it's his old enemy, the flying Pteranodon.) He's loyal. He'll do anything to help Joan and Joey save their mother's ranch at Cricket Creek, even chase a bank robber. He's shy. He's so shy he gets Joan and Joey into hilarious, dinosaur sized trouble!

Gus and Mouse have moved into the Historical Museum, living there with Mr. Frizzle and Cora the cat. Late one night, Cora came in from a moonlit walk and said, "A baby ghost's outside." "What do I do with it?" Gus cried. With Cora s help and a book about caring for ghostly babies, Gus manages just fine. However, cranky Mr. Frizzle soon demands that Gus gets rid of baby ghost. How do the two caretakers of the Historical Museum settle their differences? Well it turns out that not only is Gus a friendly ghost, but a smart one too!

Sherry Alston was never told about her half-sister, Miranda. Yet soon after Sherry arrives at her Aunt Judith's house, she somehow begins to learn of the dead girl's secrets. Lindsey and Tammy, who live next door, decide to keep an eye on Sherry. Gradually, they too begin to feel Miranda's presence. As the unexplainable incidents multiply, Miss Judith convinces her brother to try communicating with his daughter's spirit through a medium. Tammy and Lindsey, suspicious of the famous medium, unmask her powers only to find that there are deeper mysteries still. This is a haunting story of two half-sisters, trying to declare their need for love and recognition. The eerie mood of mystery that surrounds the Alston family is perfectly captured in Trina Schart Hyman's illustrations. Trina illustrated children's books for over thirty years, receiving the Caldecott Medal for Saint George and the Dragon. A new afterword provides an in-depth look at the author's life.

Who doesn't love a snowy day? Well . . . lots of people. But not little ones! Purple pie press is especially pleased to present its new literary romp through the chilliest of seasons by award-winning author, Julie Krantz. Chock-full of poems about everything from snow to cold, feathers, feet and fur, Ms. Krantz's latest offering is sure to warm the hearts of young and old alike. Comprised of eighteen delightful poems and illustrations, SLEDDING DOWN THE HILL handily introduces even the youngest readers to the time-honored conventions of poetic form and function. Teachers and librarians will be especially pleased with this winning collection's facile way of amusing and informing children even while it introduces them to the basics of meter, rhyme, image and metaphor. Recalling the work of revered children's poets--from the likes of Robert Louis Stevenson and A. A. Milne through to contemporary greats like Joyce Sidman, Shel Silverstein, and Jack Prelutsky, Ms. Krantz's poetry is sure to surprise and delight even the most reluctant of readers. Sledding down the Hill is a lively complement to the many other children's books published by purple pie press, including several of Ms. Krantz's most recent works--Isabel Plum: Ichthyologist, Tip & Oliver: BFFs, Blueberry Moon, Yogabets: An Acrobatic Alphabet, One Charming Cat--Counting in French from One to Ten, and Sweet Feet: Love Poems for Little Peeps.

PICKLE JOKES GALORE!Like monsters? Like pickles? Like jokes? Have we got a book for you!SO MANY MONSTERS - Monsters eating pickles! Monsters telling jokes! It's monstrous, I tell you, monstrous!SO MANY PICKLE JOKES - Eleven giant chapters of pickle jokes! It goes to eleven!AND MORE! - Three chapters dedicated to pickle-y goodness! Ever wonder how many pickles it would take to reach the moon? Find out inside!FULL COLOR DRAWINGS OF MONSTERS AND PICKLES! - So many monsters! So many pickles!SO POPULAR! - "Yeah, I read it," says Janie Monster. Phrank N. Stein says, "It's the best book about pickles and monsters I have ever read! Actually, it's the only one, come to think of it..."WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? - Go! Buy book! Now!

I, King Rupert Pickle XIV, hereby declare that all the characters and events chronicled in this tale are true and authentic. All the people portrayed by the author lived at the time of the Pickle-Chiffon Pie Olympics held in June of 1348. The Olympic events reported in the story (dragon wrestling, the giant climb, the moat swim, etc.) actually took place and the winners accurately reported herein. None of the names were changed, nor were locations altered. I have affixed my royal seal and do hereby attest to the accuracy of this statement. (Well, sort of.) Rupert XIV

Andy was in town getting a block of ice for his mother's ice chest, a heavy iron point for his father's plow, and a bag of horehound candy for Grandpa when he saw the circus poster! If only he could buy a ticket to see the clowns but "Great snakes, boy," said Grandpa, "don't go bothering people for money. If you want a ticket to the circus, go to the circus ground and get yourself a job. They'll pay you with a ticket to the big show." Follow along as kind-hearted Andy rises at daybreak, pedals his way to town seeking a job, while helping family and friends along the the way. Will he make it in time? Will there be a job with the circus for Andy? Will he earn a ticket to the big show? Ellis Credle penned this humorous classic nearly fifty years ago. It's been delighting readers for generations, while exemplifying the values of self-reliance and kindness to others.

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Shaw said. "You want to take me back to the nineteenth century, to marry somebody there?" His daughter Susan must be mad! Only a girl suffering from hallucinations would make a request like that, on top of a wild story about a good witch, an elevator that travels to 1881, a vanquished scoundrel, a dug-up treasure, and a distressed nineteenth-century family named Walker. Better humor her, Mr. Shaw thinks, until I can get her to a doctor. Susan is not mad. Her story is true. She and her new best friend Victoria Walker just know that when their parents meet it will be love at first sight, and the two families will become one. But nothing happens the way it should. Their parents meet and don't fall in love. Domineering cousin Jane forbids more meetings. The treasure disappears overnight. The vanquished scoundrel returns, with sinister plans. Everything is spinning out of control! So why does an old photo show that Susan's and Victoria's dream comes true?

A wallet, a thief, and a brilliant plan--what could possibly go wrong? At least that's what Stella thinks--until she and Pin Pin get caught with the goods, that is, and all heaven, hell and whatever's-in-between breaks loose, forcing the best friends to hit the road. Tag along as Stella and Pin Pin runaway to midtown Manhattan, all the while battling archrival Teresa Como for the title to SOHO's Annual Food Drive, their ticket to Regis Academy--a posh high school for girls, hidden far, far away in the Catskills. Oh-la-la, for the chance to leave home--for good!Problem is... the road isn't much safer than home, especially when the runaways attract the attention of police, museum officials and--worst of all--Stella's unforgiving father. Also pitted against their extravagant dream is the threat of Pin and her family's deportation, including baby sister, Audrey, who lies at the heart of this quirky coming-of-age novel--STELLA BELLAROSA: Tales of an Aspiring Teenage Superhero, a serious MG with a funny-bone.Read this excerpt from the novel to see how Stella and Pin Pin deal with the many social issues they face, including the challenges of immigrating to a foreign city, bullying, making friends, and teens and preteens coming of age. “So … how was your day? Anything new?” I was surprised at Pin’s perkiness, considering how glum she’d been this morning. “Nope. Nothing’s new. No thing what-so-ever.” Ha. That’s when I knew she was lying. Pin Pin’s always emphatic when she lies.“Oh,” I replied coolly. The best way to get info from Pin’s to act disinterested. It drives her nuts. “Well, ‘nothing’s’ better than ‘something bad’ I guess.” Pin looked at me sharply. “What do you mean? Did you hear something?” Hmmm. Now she was being cagy, so I baited her. “Nah. Well, yeah, nah. Not really. You know—no big deal.” When she didn’t bite, I tried a more direct approach. “Oh, well. Okay. You know what my day was like—regurgitated eggs, chunks of….”“Okay, okay. I… confess…. Because you are making me sick, Stella Bellarosa. Sick in my gizzards.” Heheh. Pin’s word choice killed me. But the second way to make her talk was to gross her out. Which I’d done, at least in part. So I prodded some more. “Confess, Pin? Confess to what?” “Oh. Didn’t I tell you?” She tried to act blasé, but her right eye kept blinking. Pin had a tic or something that twitched when she was upset. Like when she talked about China. Or home. Or Audr—. Suddenly I knew this had something to do with her family. “Tell me what?” I said. “Oh, yeah… you were probably puking when it happen.”“When what happened?” I said in a clipped voice. Pin’s coyness was starting to irritate me.“It,” she said, shrugging. “I take it.”“Take what?” “Mrs. Tucci’s wallet.”I needed a calming breath, but gulped in a mouthful of rancid city air instead and choked. Shock does that to a person. And, believe me, 'shock' is mild for describing how I felt. “What do you mean you took Mrs. Tucci’s wallet?” “It was easy,” she continued, shifting her weight in a decidedly uneasy way. Easy? Yeah, I could believe it. We’d known Mrs. Tucci forever. She was the oldest substitute at Holy Infant Elementary School—maybe in the world. She wore pointy glasses with rhinestones in the corners and carried a purse as big as a dumpster. Must’ve eaten truckloads of spumoni as a kid, because she had three gold teeth. “So?” A lump of mucous formed in my throat, but I ignored it. “How? And, oh my god… why?”“Well. Mrs. T’s a rich woman, right?” Pin explained. “You’ve seen her pocky-book. It’s huge. She has gold in her mouth and diamonds everywhere. She’s probably a millionaire. No big deal.”“No big deal?” I could feel another lump rising in my gullet. Continue reading to see how 13-year-olds Stella and Pin Pin struggle to come of age in the midst of challenges as diverse as immigration, growing up in a foreign city, and bullying.

In this classic tale from 1967, Mrs. Pine decides to visit her sister in New York. Mr. Pine tells her that he can take care of the house while she is away. "Housework is easy," he says. But he soon changes his mind. The house gets messier and messier and, oh no, Mrs. Pine is coming home tomorrow!Children of all ages will enjoy this third book in the Mr. Pine series.

In a snow covered village, while children all sleep, the Christmas Cookie Sprinkle Snitcher, lands with a leap! All the sprinkles he snitches, it's his Christmas fun, but without sprinkles the baking cannot be done! The villagers panic, but says Little Nat, "I'll track down the Snitcher wherever he's at!" Will Nat find the Snitcher? Will the Snitcher relent? Will the cookies be baked? Will the Snitcher repent? Will Nat lose the trail? We he fall through the ice? If Nat finds the Snitcher, will the Snitcher be nice? These questions are answered for all to enjoy!