This is an adorable book. Perfect in tone and subject matter for children, entertaining for adults reading along with them. I had a smile on my face the whole time I read this book. I also loved the illustrations, which are fresh and delightful, and the snarky little-plays-on-words like Monkey Pants, Smarty Pants and Anson Pants. Spilt Milk gives a whole new meaning to the expressions, "Don't cry over spilt milk!" and "Is it a crime to spill milk?" 5 stars!" Julia Krantz (February 12, 2018)
"Come along for a whimsical adventure of Monkey Pants. Always on the outlook to have fun, Monkey Pants does not pay attention to her brother's warning on the consequences of spilt milk. Come on seriously what is so wrong about spilt milk?
The glorious imagination of Monkey Pants takes the reader and child on a journey of sharing what happens next before turning the page. A skill imperative to developing a child's imagination and creativity and Doug Schwartz does a terrific job in formulating such an experience. The crayon child-like illustrations by Jordan Beckvonpeccoz add to the allure of Spilt Milk, which is sure to become a go to book for bookshelves across the globe." Donna M. McDine (February 10, 2018)
"...just too adorable and shows what big, wonderful imaginations kids (and this author) have!..." Eugenia Chu (May 17, 2018)
Hello! Welcome to Checkered Scissors, the website of author Doug Schwartz.
Doug's family-friendly fantasy stories are filled with hope and possibility. Using a simplistic style, he spins common words into abstract concepts. Doug blends ideas to develop colorful characters who find creative solutions to obscure challenges, resulting in adventures that are quirky, whimsical fun. Heavily influenced by British media, he draws inspiration from sources like Neil Gaiman, Monty Python, and Doctor Who, to name a few. Doug's unique style of writing compliments the works of Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett.
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Call the Doctor! I ate too many cookies. 2020-01-03 11:14:18
One goal for the new year (besides moving my WIPs closer to publication), is to write and post more fiction than blogs. I will still blog, but I want to share more of the kind of writing I enjoy the most.
In December, I did a bit of freelance writing. I wrote two scripts for a YouTuber. One was about what the world might look like with flying cars. The other script was about twelve habits of billionaires.
One of my Christmas gifts this year is one of those Little Library construction kits for sharing books with random strangers. I intend to decorate mine like the TARDIS. You know, because it is "bigger on the inside," just like books!
Speaking of Doctor Who and Christmas, another of my gifts was the blu-ray of Tom Baker's first season. Even though it was ordered a few weeks before Christmas, it finally arrived New Year's Eve. I guess it got lost in time and space along the way.
Now that the blog has moved to the main portion of the website, I had a thought about using a similar delivery method for serialized and non-linear fiction. So, I may make a few more behind-the-scenes changes to the site to accommodate. I call it "non-linear fiction", because I think Choose Your Own Adventure is wrapped up in legal mumbo jumbo I don't want to mess with, but the gist is the same. What's better than "non-linear fiction"? Pick-a-plot? Forked Fiction? Hmm...I kinda like that last one.
Over the holidays, I re-read The Color of Magic by Terry Pratchett. Now I'm reading What the Hell Did I Just Read?, the third book of the John Dies at the End series by David Wong. So far, I'm enjoying it better than the second book of the series, and about as much as I enjoyed the first on the series.
Throughout December, I baked four batches of gingerbread cookies and two loaves of Stollen. Many of the cookies were donated for a bake sale fundraiser. The sale raised over $400 towards the trip. Many more cookies found their way to my belly. Once the sweets are gone, I'm not eating any more sweets until I bake my birthday blueberry cookies (at least, that's what I'm telling myself now).