I'm a member of Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime. I have an MFA in Writing/Literature from Bennington College and a BA from Montserrat College of Art (Beverly, MA).
The "sleepy fishing village" of Granite Cove, the setting for A Nose for Hanky Panky, and my collection of short stories, was inspired by Gloucester and Rockport, MA, where I grew up. I now have a little art/writing studio in Gloucester's West End in a building where Winslow Homer once painted.
With few exceptions, my stories take place on the seacoast, where I've lived my entire life, albeit various seacoasts. My husband and I have two grown children and we live north of Boston in Beverly Farms with our herd of rescued cats. I am VP of Friends of Beverly Animals, a nonprofit that raises money for the care and feeding of abandoned pets. Visit our website: www.FriendsofBeverlyAnimals.org.
Thanks to the support I've gotten for "Hanky Panky," I'm now working on a second Granite Cove Mystery. As a matter of fact, I've uploaded the cover to my Author photos. Take a look and let me know what you think. I hope to have A Deadly Christmas Carol out by Christmas.
I thank those readers who have gotten in touch with me. It is what makes it all worthwhile.
Rose McNichols wants to write interested stories for THE GRANITE COVE GAZETTE. Her editor wants her to cover safe stories and ignore the controversial. This ban on "interesting" extends to a close look a a local murder. Vivian Klinger was found dead in her office, wearing only her slip. Somebody killed her. Lots of potential suspects and motives, none of which Rose's editor has any interest at all in investigating. Rose uses her connection with the police (a former boyfriend, still very handsome and also very married) to do some of the digging and just keep asking questions on her own. She eventually does figure out who killed Vivian.
Cook has written a well-developed mystery here. Her characters are believable. How can anyone go wrong setting something in a coastal New England town? It's a pleasant read, particularly for someone not looking for heavy social issues or lots of violence.
A Nose for Hanky Panky is Sharon Love Cook's first mystery novel. In it, she infuses a clever sense of humor through absorbing, likable characters and an engrossing storyline, all tied up in an inviting seaside setting. In fact, the seaside village of Granite Cove is based on Gloucester, Massachusetts, where Sharon Love Cook grew up. Cook's exceptional writing style drives the story along to its climactic ending which makes this a must read!
Granite Cove, summer playground of the wealthy and home to working class townies like Rose McNichols, have slowly watched their town become a fashionable haven for the upper class. As the story unfolds, Cook shows us glimpses into the class warfare between the working class residents of the Massachusetts seaside fishing town of Granite Cove and its most prominent residents.
When beautiful and successful Granite Cove psychologist Dr. Vivian Klinger is discovered dead in her office, local reporter Rose McNichols begins an investigation of her own. Rose reflects, "As I mentioned, the victim wasn't your average townie. No, she was a paragon who drove the perfect car, a glossy, midnight blue BMW convertible. Its doors sported nautical flag decals meaningful to those who sail. Many times she'd roar past me on Route 128 as I chugged along in my pre-owned Jetta. I'd yell out the window, 'Up your exhaust pipe!' Although my words were blown away by the wind, I felt righteous."
There is any number of suspicious characters from which to choose. The prime suspect is Granite Cove's very own Rusty Favazza, former football hero turned vagabond that is until Rusty turns up dead in the fish pond.Read more ›
For someone new to Cape Ann in northeastern Massachusetts, A Nose for Hanky Panky is the perfect introduction to the area and to its people. Written by a Gloucester native, this murder mystery holds the reader's attention throughout. I have never been a murder mystery nut, but this story just might start a new obsession for me! --Jim Stokely, author of How to Find a GOOD Job in 90 Days
This is just the type of cozy mysteries I enjoy...however...the seemingly constant use of profanity really put me off. If I hadn't actually purchased the book (in lieu of a Kindle free book) I probably wouldn't have finished it.
Reporter Rose MsNichols works for the Granite Cove Gazette. Normally covering events such as the Senior Citizens' Chowder Fest and dispensing wry advice in her column as "Auntie Pearl", Rose is shaken by the murder of wealthy psychologist Vivian Klinger. As we follow Rose in her determined quest to solve the murder, we are given an up-close-and-personal view of the inhabitants of Granite Cove. We meet Stella, propriator of Stella's Sausage Kitchen, whose priorities include guarding three over-sized plastic pigs chained outside her luncheonette against senior class pranksters. We learn that local cop, Cal Devine regards Rose as the one who got away. We visit the tony Hemlock Point home of Mr. and Mrs. Phipps (of the Miles O' Tiles fortune) and their miniature Hairless Peruvian dog, Raul, who suffers from a neurosis.
The story is served up with classic dry Yankee humor. Anyone who has ever lived in a small town will feel right at home in Granite Cove! I sure did.
"A Nose for Hanky Panky" pulls in all the requisite necessities to make sure you don't recommend the book. We have the journalist cum sleuth, a body found in an office; adjacent office to a married attorney with whom the psychologist had shared drinks/coffee. A little self-deprecation for humor, an old boyfriend who's having problems with his wife: these are the basic parts of the story which never takes the reader to any height or depth. I mention in the title of this review that it's a beach book. So light that despite being read in the bleak chill of a northern night, it's not worth the effort of turning a page. Since I usually suffer from an obligatory guilt feeling, I did read it to the end, hoping fruitlessly that it would be worth the time. It wasn't.