Do you love sledding or skiing down snow covered hills or skating on frozen lakes or ponds? Would you be upset if your winter came late or not at all? In a small town near a great lake that's exactly what happened. The people of Snowtown want to know where their winter is, and they demand the mayor do something about it. The mayor decides to put up a sign in the town square offering a reward to the person who finds Snowtown's winter. A crowd of people gather around to read the sign when they hear a voice call out "I know where your winter is, and I know who took it.” Read to learn how a little girl, Lisa, new to Snowtown, with the help of three trusted friends, outsmart a mean old snowman in a game of riddles to bring winter back to Snowtown. US Review of Books "Lisa said, 'I will play, but remember if I win, you have to give winter back to Snowtown.'" In the land of Snowtown, each of the citizens celebrates and enjoys the fullness of every season of the year, but as the name suggests, they love winter most of all. One year, winter is late to arrive, and the people of Snowtown panic, thinking that their winter will never come. When the Mayor offers a reward, a little girl named Lisa comes forward and reveals that she saw a bitter, mean snowman named Mr. Sneezy Snew bag up the winter weather and take it away to his home. Setting off to recover the wintertime, Lisa befriends a series of animals on her journey before coming face to face with Mr. Sneezy Snew himself. To save the season for Snowtown, Lisa will have to outsmart the wily snowman and trick him into giving back the winter. Every page of this story is complete with crisp and bold colored pencil illustrations that follow Lisa on her journey to give back the joy to her neighbors in Snowtown. The story itself is one of bravery and cooperation, as Lisa's friends lend a hand to her when she has to play an unfamiliar game. In turn, Sneezy Snew is not punished for his greed but given a chance for redemption if he only returns what doesn't belong to him. The concept of the story is whimsical and sure to draw smiles from its readers with its unique premise and sincere characters. If there is one reader presenting the book to an audience, they can also add a level of interactive storytelling by presenting the riddles that Lisa and her friends must solve to see if their friends, family, or classmates are clever enough to work them out. Sweet and straight to the point, this story entertains a genuine sense of wonder. Michael Radon Reading The Year Winter Came Late felt like stepping into a quiet snowfall—gentle at first, almost imperceptible, and then suddenly, I was standing knee-deep in emotion, memory, and meaning. From the very first page, your prose moved like shifting weather—sunlight flickering through bare branches, winds of change whispering truths too long buried. You've painted a story where the calendar may say spring, but the soul still lingers in frost. I was swept into a world where the seasons were more than climate—they were echoes of the heart, ticking just out of rhythm with the clock. Your characters did not simply walk through snow—they trudged through time. Regret clung to them like ice on windowpanes, while hope flickered like a fire behind closed doors. Their transformations were not loud or sudden but as gradual and powerful as the thaw—slowly, beautifully inevitable. Winter, in your hands, became a living metaphor: a cold that doesn't punish but teaches; a silence that doesn't suffocate, but listens. The delayed arrival of that season mirrored the way change so often tiptoes into our lives—uninvited, uncertain, but ultimately revealing a beauty we didn't know we needed. I was especially moved by how you tethered nature to the emotional tides of your characters. Every gust of wind, every fallen leaf, every hesitant snowflake felt like a whisper from their inner world. The pacing unfolded like the turning of the earth itself—patient, deliberate, and utterly captivating. Thank you for writing a novel that doesn't just tell a story, but gently lays it in the reader's hands like a snowglobe—fragile, reflective, and timeless. The Year Winter Came Late will linger in my thoughts like footprints in fresh snow, long after the storm has passed. I'll be eagerly waiting for the next season you decide to bring to life. Nathan Bransford Website : The Year Winter Came Late instantly transported me. Lisa's courage, her animal friends, and the clever riddles woven into Mr. Sneezy Snew's frosty world reminded me of the classic charm of The Snowman mixed with the logic play of Alice in Wonderland . But what truly struck me was the emotional payoff: how empathy and persistence thaw even the iciest hearts. It's whimsical, wise, and layered in a way that both children and adults can appreciate. It's clear this book is perfect for long-term holiday visibility, children's winter story roundups, and crossover family fantasy niches. With the righ