Excerpt from Starlight Kisses

starlight-kisses-cover-finalThe Winter in Snow Valley anthology will be released December 5. My story is called Starlight Kisses. Here’s an excerpt.

Starlight Kisses
by Jeanette Lewis
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When he saw who he was holding, he quickly let go and they both jumped back a pace. Mariah’s heart pounded and she dug her nails into her palms. “Sorry,” she muttered, keenly aware she was blushing. Yet again, she’d embarrassed herself in front of this man.

His glance took in her pin-curled hair, red polka-dot dress with the full knee-length skirt and Peter Pan collar, all the way to her black-and-white spectator pumps. “You look … festive,” he said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Riker glanced around the hallway at the sea of business suits in sedate blues, blacks, and grays. “Nothing. It’s just a little different.”

“What’s wrong with being different?” Mariah said defensively. “This is how I usually dress; it’s called retro. Besides, you’re awfully critical for someone who tramps around the woods dressed like some kind of wannabe GI Joe.”

He stiffened. “Yeah, I wear camo when I’m hunting mountain lions and it pays to have every advantage. But it doesn’t matter because by the time we got your car out, the cat was long gone.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t plan to get stuck in the snow!” Mariah shot back. “Besides, getting my car out took an hour tops.”

He shrugged. “An hour is a lot of time when you’re talking about wildcats.”

They stared at each other in silence for a moment. He wasn’t wearing a hat today and he’d trimmed his whiskers. His dark leather bomber jacket was worn and smooth and instead of camo, he wore jeans and cowboy boots.

“So what do you do when you’re not pretending to be GI Joe?” Mariah asked. “Are you some kind of cowboy?”

He snorted. “I’m as much of a cowboy as you are. But once you live in Snow Valley for a while, you start to dress the part.”

“Who says I’m not a cowboy?” She put one hand on the black patent leather belt at her waist and fixed him with a challenging stare.

His eyes were gray, like the clouds of a summer thunderstorm, sweeping across the sky bringing a crisp, clean scent. They lit up as he surveyed her up and down again. “Yeah, right. You, a cowboy? You’re more like retro Barbie,” he said.

“Well, I live in Snow Valley now,” she said. “I guess I should start dressing the part too.”

“Cowgirl Barbie?” Riker suggested.

She gave an irritated huff, then caught the twinkle in his eye. He was teasing! In an instant, her animosity dissolved.

“Maybe,” Mariah said loftily, switching tones. “Don’t think I don’t know where to find pink sequin cowgirl boots, because I totally do.”

He held up both hands in a gesture of surrender. “I don’t doubt you. And I’ll bet you’d make the cutest little Cowgirl Barbie ever.”

Writing Retreat!

mountainsI got to go to a writing retreat this weekend and look at my beautiful view of the mountains!  You can’t help but be inspired when this is right outside your window, right?

In spite of all the time I spent staring at the scenery, I actually managed to get a lot done. I made the final edits on The Adventurous One and added several thousand words to my manuscript for Winter in Snow Valley. Yippee!



Pageant Schedule for Tin Foil Tiaras

There are all kinds of things that help give me inspiration when I’m writing and the research process can get pretty involved. When I was working on Tin Foil Tiaras, I realized I needed the pageant schedule to help me structure Cameron’s week in Snow Valley. So I channeled pageant director Melodee Snow-McGrath and got to work.

I based the requirements off the actual rules for the Miss Montana pageant and I may have gotten a little carried away! Here’s page one and there’s a link at the bottom if you want to see all three pages.Pageant schedule page 1

Miss Snow Valley 2015 Pageant Schedule

Excerpt from Love Coming Late

Love Coming Late Cover FINALLove Coming Late

by Jeanette Lewis
All Rights Reserved

“Cynthia?” Colby’s brow wrinkled in concern.

“Sorry. I’m fine.” She jumped up and yanked her hand from his grip.

He gave her a puzzled look. “Lily and I are going to lunch. Do you want to come?”

She glanced across the studio where Lily twirled in the new skirt. “I think … thank you, but I can’t.”

“You sure? We’re going to Big C’s. You can’t tell me you don’t love Big C’s.”

She hesitated, aching to spend more time basking in the warmth of his gaze. But she couldn’t; it would only lead to problems. “Don’t you want some alone time with Lily?” she asked.

A little of the sparkle faded from his eyes. “Okay,” he said quietly. “Well … thanks for teaching today. Lily had a good time.”

She forced a smile, already regretting turning him down, but determined not to act like a fool and fall for this man. “It was fun.”

“Bye, Miss Cynthia!” Lily waved as Colby took her hand and led her out of the studio.

Cynthia smiled and returned the wave. The bells on the door jangled one more time as they left.

She sighed and pressed her fingertips to her temples. She’d done the right thing. So why did she hurt so much?

Sighing, she pulled the elastic out of her hair, freeing it from the ponytail, then worked her fingers through the blond waves, freeing any bobby pins. Her eye fell on Madame Dubois’s music collection again. The top CD was an album by Lindsey Stirling. It appeared Madame Dubois was branching out from classical music. Or maybe she’d been fooled by the image of the ballerina on the cover.

Cynthia put the disc into the player and hit the button, then twisted the dial to turn the music up almost as loud as it would go. Lindsey’s flawless violin thundered through the speakers and Cynthia launched herself into the music, whirling along with the lyrics to “Shatter Me.”

Fear. She’d lived her entire life in fear: fear of being alone, fear of being rejected, fear of emotional pain. Had she ever really felt alive? Or had she lived by routine for so long, always offering to take the bullet, believing self-sacrifice was a noble thing and never, ever realizing that wanting was okay … reaching for things was okay … trying for something was okay?

The song was about a ballerina, but Cynthia was no ballerina now. Her dancing was raw and urgent, laced with want and pain and regret and … a small glimmer of optimism. It was time to stop being afraid.

The final strains of the song died out and the speakers shot static. Breathless and gasping, Cynthia turned and met Colby Schroder’s eyes from across the room. She’d forgotten to lock the door. “Oh!”

“Lily forgot her skirt,” he said, pointing to the pile of purple fabric crumpled near the barre.

She punched the button on the stereo, silencing the static. “Sorry … I was just …” Her hands fumbled with the practice skirt as she trailed off; he knew what she was doing.

“Come get lunch with us,” he said softly.

“Okay,” she whispered.

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The Spring in Snow Valley anthology is here!

The Spring in Snow Valley anthology went up for pre-order today on Amazon! Check out the cover, isn’t it fun? The spring colors make me want to plant some bulbs and paint a few Easter eggs.

Spring in Snow Valley Box set cover

My contribution this time is Love Coming Late.

Cynthia Eddington never thought she’d return to Snow Valley after a string of bad luck forced the sale of her beloved farm there. But here she is, about to start a new life with her children, Jackson and Anoria. Cynthia plans to focus on her career and her family; she’s not looking for romance and she’s definitely not looking for sexy cowboy, Colby Schroder.

Writing about Snow Valley has become like writing about home and followers of the series will recognize many of the characters throughout the books. I absolutely love how we have characters who show up in multiple books and families who are followed throughout the series.

I’ll have more info on the other five stories in the weeks to come, as well as an excerpt from Love Coming Late. In the meantime, click over to Amazon to pick up the Spring in Snow Valley anthology for only $4.99.



Tin Foil Tiaras — Song Contest Entries

Hi everyone. Happy 4th of July weekend!

I’ve already announced this in my newsletter, but here’s the recap…

We are picking a love song for Kyle and Cameron from Tin Foil Tiaras. I usually come up with a song for my couples while I’m writing, but this one eluded me. So you get to do it. Here are the rules:

1. You can enter up to five songs max.
2. Entries must be received by July 31, 2015.
3. I will put all the suggestions into a poll hosted on this site and voting will go through August 10.
4. The song with the highest number of votes wins and whoever submitted it will get the gift card.
5. If more than one person submits the winning song, I’ll hold a random drawing for the gift card … or maybe we’ll do two or three cards.
6. Submit entries either by posting in the comments here, my author page on Facebook, or emailing them to authorjeanettelewis@gmail.com.


FYI: In case you’re wondering, Wade and April from Feels Like Love do have a song — Broken, by Lifehouse. Not the most happily-ever-after, I admit, but it just felt right when I was writing their story.

Also, don’t forget to check out Skyriders, my new YA adventure novella.