Book Reviews: Shear Murder by Nancy J. Cohen, Dying for a Dance by Cindy Sample, and No Rest for the Wicked by Elizabeth C. Main

Shear MurderShear Murder
Nancy J. Cohen
Five Star, February 2012
ISBN 978-1-4328-2554-6

From the publisher—

Weddings always make Marla Shore shed a tear of joy, and she’s elated to attend her friend Jill’s reception. Marla’s own nuptials are weeks away, and she’s busy following her frenetic to-do list. Her plans go awry when she discovers Jill’s matron of honor dead under the cake table, a knife embedded in her chest. Lots of folks aren’t sorry to see Torrie go, especially since the bride’s sister knew their deepest secrets. But when suspicion falls upon Jill, Marla wonders if her dear friend is truly innocent. She’d better untangle the snarl of suspects and iron out the clues before the killer highlights her as the next victim.

Weddings are much on hairdresser Marla’s mind these days, her own ceremony in a few weeks and the one coming up shortly that will unite her friend, Jill, with her husband-to-be—but will it unite Jill with her fractious sister, Torrie? Apparently not, as Marla discovers when she finds Torrie dead and it looks like it’s up to Marla to save her friend from being pegged as a murderer. Of course, she has to fit this in with her own pre-wedding tasks and running her salon. At times, the bad guys are a relief from the simmering hostilities between her and Dalton’s mothers but then someone tries to burn down her shop, a clear sign that she may be getting to close to the killer.

Marla Shore has been one of my favorite amateur sleuths for years and her escapades in Shear Murder are as entertaining as ever. Marla is a little different from your average amateur in a couple of ways. First, the woman is smart and she figures things out with a judicious amount of snooping rather than accidentally tripping over clues as so many do. The other thing that sets her apart is that the man in her life respects her intelligence and, even though he’s a police detective  and that sort usually disdains the efforts of such sleuths (and often rightfully so), Dalton actually encourages Marla. How refreshing!

Nancy J. Cohen is an author I always look for and I do hope #11 in the Bad Hair Day Mysteries series will be coming soon.

Reviewed by Lelia Taylor, December 2012.


Dying for a DanceDying for a Dance
Cindy Sample
L&L Dreamspell, 2011
ISBN 978-1-60318-427-4
Trade Paperback

From the publisher—

It takes two to tango-but only one to murder.

Lead-footed single mom, Laurel McKay, agrees to learn a foxtrot routine for her best friend’s wedding. After she trips her instructor, crashes into a pair of dancers and breaks the heel of her new shoes, she thinks her evening can’t possibly get any worse. Then she stumbles over another dancer. A dead one. With her broken stiletto heel stuffed in his mouth.

The action moves from the California Gold Country to Lake Tahoe as Laurel searches for the killer amid the sequins and flying feathers of a ballroom competition. Can she samba her way into the heart of the handsome detective who has once again entered her life? Or will dancing and detecting prove to be a lethal combination?

One, two, three, four. Too many suspects on this dance floor.
Five, six, seven, eight. Find the murderer before it’s too late.

I love traditional mysteries. I love them even more when they’re funny and Dying for a Dance is a very funny mystery. Laurel reminds me of a boss I used to have who was also a very good friend. Marilyn, like Laurel, was an attractive woman who usually had her act together and had a good man in her life (still does). She was one of those women it would be easy to hate because she seemed to have it all, you know the type? And then she would pull off a ridiculously silly and inept move, frequently involving her feet. One time, we were walking across an icy parking lot and she was suddenly not there—she had literally slid under a car. Another time, we were at a business dinner and she excused herself for a few minutes. On the way back across a tile floor, her feet went up in the air (she was wearing these shoes called Candies that were notorious accidents waiting to happen) and, the next thing we knew, she was flat on her back with her skirt over her face. All in view of our clients, of course.

So when I read Cindy Sample‘s stories about Laurel, I have a clear picture of her in my mind and I’m laughing before I even start. Fortunately, the author does not let me down. In this case, I can relate to this essentially clumsy woman having to stumble her way around a dance floor or face the wrath of Bridezilla and Laurel is clearly relieved, in a way, when she gets involved in a murder investigation. What better excuse could she have to avoid the dance floor?

Going along with Laurel as she annoys her detective boyfriend and a bunch of potential murder suspects, copes with her mother’s boyfriend who once suspected Laurel of murder, fends off amorous Russians and learns more than she wants to know about competitive dancing is pure fun and I really hope the third book is coming soon.

Reviewed by Lelia Taylor, December 2012.


No Rest for the WickedNo Rest for the Wicked
Elizabeth C. Main
Five Star, 2011
ISBN 978-1-4328-2504-1

From the publisher—

Jane Serrano, 43-year-old widow and founder of the Murder of the Month Book Club, just wants life to return to normal at Thornton’s Books in Juniper, Oregon. Ten months after being dubbed the “Bookstore Heroine” for unexpectedly bringing a killer to justice, her life hasn’t settled down at all. Though Jane at first found the attention flattering, now she’s had enough and wants to explore the intriguing possibilities of a romantic relationship with local attorney Nick Constantine.

However, the other charter members of the book club relish the ride on the celebrity bandwagon. Business at Thornton’s Books is booming and the club’s been swamped with entreaties to join–no surprise, given the widespread publicity the group received. Between the fan mail and the tourists stopping by, they’ve barely had time to read mysteries for their regular meetings. Jane attempts to keep the unwieldy group grounded in reality, but it’s tough going.

Following the discovery of a new corpse in the sagebrush, book club member Alix Boudreau finds the finger of the law pointed straight at her. The murdered man, Hunter Blackburn, was a skilled con artist . . . and Alix’s ex-husband. Alix had both motive and opportunity to kill Blackburn. Her friends set about finding the real killer, using the  goodhearted ineptitude they first demonstrated in Murder of the Month. Jane tosses aside her hope of tranquility and sets to work. Solving the earlier crime was righteous fun. This time it’s deadly serious.

When Jane’s friend Alix gets involved in  murder, the mystery devotees of the Murder of the Month book club quite naturally expect her to solve it because, after all, she did it once before, didn’t she? Jane can’t seem to convince them otherwise but then her hackles are raised by the lazy sheriff who jumps to a conclusion she’s sure is wrong and who won’t even consider other possibilities. Obviously, Jane will have to find the killer before Alix is sent up the river.

Ms. Main has a nice touch with crafting a puzzle and I have to confess to being distracted, as intended, by the red herrings here and there. I was also distracted, in a very good way, by the chuckles that ensued whenever the book club members were on the scene, especially when they take a road trip, but it was also clear that these folks cared a lot about each other and they made smalltown life seem very appealing. And can I please have some of Minnie’s weaponry cookies?

I really want to spend some more time with Jane, Minnie and the rest of the gang—including the loveable Wendell, dog extraordinaire— so I hope Ms. Main is going to give us a third book sooner rather than later.

Reviewed by Lelia Taylor, December 2012.