Why Are You Here Anyway?

Welcome to the Wench's World--the A2 Beer Wench to be exact. I once owned a brewery. Also once learned a lesson from that! If you've stumbled upon me, cool. What follows may or may not be directly related to real estate, the publishing biz, craft beer, Ann Arbor, or sports, but it sure will be fun and many times profane as the circumstances warrant! Enjoy (or not) at your own risk!

Thursday, April 28, 2016

One Broken Promise

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One Broken Promise, A Citadel Series Novella
By Deanndra Hall
Originally released as part of the Loving Dangerously Box Set
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Hayden Patterson has a simple rule.

And he’s never broken it. Sleeping with a woman more than
once simply isn’t going to happen. He’s always managed to hang onto his
resolve, and so far, no woman’s ever blasted her way through. It’s one and
done, with no prospect of ever having anything permanent. His childhood gave
him that thinking and he has no plans to ever change.

Two women alone, and one of them is in more danger than
anyone realizes.

It’s hard being a teenager. Kacey Flournoy knows that all
too well. Stuck in a school district full of snobby rich kids, she doesn’t fit
in on her single mom’s salary. When she’s cast as a bully, it only gets worse –
especially since she’s the one being bullied. And her poor mom, Delaina,
doesn’t know what to do. Since Kacey’s dad died while serving in the military,
it’s all she can do to put food on the table.

When Hayden draws his first assignment through Citadel
Security, he can’t believe it. No way does he want to follow a poor little rich
girl around all day to guard her from a bully. It doesn’t take him long,
however, to figure out that something’s terribly wrong. And when he tries to
right it, he meets the one woman who just might make him break his
long-standing promise. That would mean he’d have to let go of the past, but
he’s sure he’s not ready and he never will be.

A novella nestled between the first and second books in the
first spinoff series from the Love Under Construction series, One Broken
Promise takes the hunted to the hunter, the oppressor to the oppressed, and one
very scared man to a place that will bring him to his knees. If you’ve ever
been bullied, you’ll feel the pain. But you’ll also taste the joy of a promise

WARNING: Strong, graphic sexual situations, a heinous
criminal act against both an animal and a person by a seriously sick
individual, and a suicide. For readers 18+ only.
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Other Books in the Series
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About the Author
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and it has served me well. I wrote for local publications, wrote marketing and advertising materials, wrote for academic publications, and eventually grew jaded with the writing profession as I often watched others take credit for my hard work. I retreated into the world of 3-D art in the fiber and textile mediums and hid out in a world of colors and textures. But, truth is, there was always a story or two in my head. It wasn't until Nikki and I met in my imagination that I decided it was time to let those stories out, and I'm glad I did. My readers now get to enjoy the fruits of my imagination and, believe me, it runs wild!

On the personal side, I've been happily married to my lover and best friend for over thirty years, and I have two wonderful adult kids who've blessed me with two excellent choices of life partners. When I'm not writing, I'm playing with my three crazy little dogs, hiking in a local recreation area, kayaking, working out at the gym, tending my herbs, cooking, or doing some kind of research.
But I'd really rather be writing!

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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

That Moment When...You Realize You Love Jim Harbaugh

Good morning Liz Acolytes and Apostates!

It's time for a fresh chapter of the upcoming Liz Memoir: Headache Pay: A Beerwench's Adventures

Yeah, it's a cliche up there in that title and something that sends many an interwebs meme screaming into the night but....It's the best phrase I can use right now because...

I Have Had An Epiphany.

And made a decision.

Why do you care?

I don't know but you are the one reading this blog post  memoir  so here we go.

As I approached the 2-year mark of my divorce I realized it was time to stop blaming being the victim.

No, not the kind of divorce from an actual spouse.

The kind from a company that I helped found.

If any one of you has experienced That Moment When the people you trusted with everything....your future, your living wage/livelihood, your heart (because I gave that up too, I'll get to this later)...looked you in the eye and said "We are done with you," you know why it's akin to a divorce.

I spent almost two years in a stew of emotion. The stages:
...Are not some kind of stepping stone, linear progression. Trust me. They happen all at once, sometimes inside of one day...hell, sometimes inside of an hour--ok, fifteen minutes. Maybe that's my Type-A personality but there you go.

Without dragging you through all of them with me all over again, suffice it to say that today, on April 19, 2016, a month before the Memorial Day Friday two years ago I was told "We would not be where we are today without you. We are letting you go," I can say that I win.

NO, they've not come begging me to jump back into their mix. I am aware enough of my own surroundings to realize that will never, ever happen.

I awake today still saying: I Win.

Because I did something better, more important and way more crucial to the world at large than anything in any way related to that business.

And this is how it circles so nicely and literarily (yeah I write books and make money off that too) back to That Moment When A Spouse Dumps You.

I spent the bulk of my years doing a more important job. And I'm reaping those dividends now.

My kids (the aforementioned "Wenchlings") are about to become three adults, launched into the world, working hard and....while they keep the shitty stuff from me....successful so far.

I did that.

And nothing anyone says about me now, or tries to do to drag me down (for reasons that truly are a mystery at this stage---hmmm....must still be intimidated by my Massive Ovarian Power) will ever change that success.

That Moment When you realize your three almost-adult children are working hard to achieve their dreams and you helped do that?

Oh and that Baby I birthed on behalf of those other guys? It's doing great too! Double Bonus Points to me.

I've decided that I'm no longer worrying too terribly much about what anyone thinks or says about me. I know what I did to allow others (my kids included) to be successful so far. I also know what I did not do.

I'm sorta in a "Jim Harbaugh" frame of mind if I do say so myself. Having worked for several months getting to know him, his brother John and their history in Ann Arbor on behalf of the Pioneer High Athletic Department's attempt to raise some funds (Oh, BTW we did. $50k's worth. Just saying) I've become a bit of a Jimmy stalker. I love that guy's attitude. So I'm adopting it myself (or, perhaps re-adopting it).

I may not be everyone's cup of Earl Grey, but I get shit done. And I have fun doing it. Like my man Jimmy H. You don't like it? Then walk away.

Make it a great Tuesday!
If you have a house to sell, and want me to bring my "attitude" to bear to make that happen....you know how to find me.


p.s. Kudos to Mr. Wench for helping me reach this particular epiphany. You and I are not perfect, but we are more so when we are together.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Killer Pursuit: A Thriller Novel

Today I'm featuring a thriller novel. Check it out!

Killer Pursuit
by Jeff Gunhus



When a secret webcam is found in the Georgetown bedroom of a murdered high-society call girl, everyone in Washington, DC wants the recording...especially the killer. 

After a high-society call girl is brutally murdered in her Georgetown home, investigators find two cameras hidden in the walls of her bedroom. One has its memory erased, presumably by the murderer. The second is a webcam with an encrypted connection...and no-one knows who's on the other end. Whoever has the recordings has embarrassing leverage against some of the most powerful men in DC, not to mention a video of the murder showing the identity of the killer.

FBI Special Agent Allison McNeil is asked by beleaguered FBI Director Clarence Mason to run an off-the-record investigation of the murder because of the murder's similarity to a case she worked a year earlier. Allison knows the most direct path to apprehending the killer is to find the videos, but rumors that the victim's client list may include some of Washington's most powerful men makes her doubt the director's motives. As she starts her investigation, she quickly discovers that she's not the only one pursuing the recording...but that the most aggressive person racing against her might be the murderer himself.



Allison McNeil tensed when she spotted the first shadow dart through the mist and take cover behind a tree. In the early-morning light it took her a while to pick out all six members of the Hostage Rescue Team approaching the cabin, but within a minute she could clearly see the tactical team converging on their target.

The small building stood on a rise, up from the swampy, flood-prone land around it. Wood-slated walls tilted precariously inward, twisting the windows into deformed rectangles. Moss and dead leaves covered the roof. The place smelled and looked like decay, well on its way to inevitable reclamation by the weeds and vines choking the cabin to a miserable death.

And, if Allison was right, the place deserved what it got. Hell, if she was right, she had half a mind to take a match to the place after everything was done.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jeff Gunhus is the author thriller and horror novels for adults and the middle grade/YA series, The Templar Chronicles. The first book, Jack Templar Monster Hunter, was written in an effort to get his reluctant reader eleven-year old son excited about reading. It worked and a new series was born. His books for adults have reached the Top 100 on Amazon and have been Foreword Reviews Book of the Year Finalists.

After his experience with his son, he is passionate about helping parents reach young reluctant readers and is active in child literacy issues. As a father of five, he leads an active lifestyle in Maryland with his wife Nicole by trying to constantly keep up with their kids. In rare moments of quiet, he can be found in the back of the City Dock Cafe in Annapolis working on his next novel.

The book is on sale for $0.99 on Kindle or Nook