GUEST POST: Sunshine, Sex and Sunflowers by Carol Lynne


Guest Post

I fell in love with the m/m romance genre in 2006 when I wrote my first ménage. Since then, most of my readers would agree that I never shy away from writing all-male ménages. While I realize that stories about more than one love interest aren’t as popular, they feed my soul, so I continue to write them. I’ve never understood reader aversion to them, so I ignore it.

I’ve always thought it would be easier to split household and bedroom activities between three people. I know that in romance, characters should always be ready and willing to have sex-on-demand, but is that at all realistic? As much fun as it is, there are those occasions when one or the other isn’t in the mood. In that case, think of how awesome it would be to have someone else there to give the one wanting what they need.

In Harvest Heat, I introduced readers to Lochie and Jamie. In Sunshine, Sex & Sunflowers, I bring Jacko, Lochie’s lifelong friend and former crush, into their relationship. I didn’t plan to add a third to the original couple, but that’s what happens when you get so involved with your characters. Jacko was a sexy secondary character who was supposed to have his own story where he’d fall in love with someone I’d yet to introduce, but while writing Harvest Heat, I couldn’t shrug off the feeling that Jacko belonged with Lochie and Jamie.

Jamie’s heart is the size of Australia, so I could easily see him opening his home when Jacko lost his family’s farm. Lochie loved Jacko as a friend, but he’d also had a crush on him since they’d both hit puberty. I honestly don’t believe Lochie and Jacko would have ever opened themselves enough to discover their mutual love and attraction had it not been for Jamie. For me, that’s the beauty of a ménage. It can bring characters together that would otherwise never find each other.

I just realize that I wrote the above paragraph as if these were real men instead of three characters. I guess it’s a good thing that I get so involved with my stories that by the time I’m finished, I think of them as real. I even find myself wondering what they are doing months or years after I’ve finished the book. For me, my characters continue to live the happy lives they’ve built long after I finish the last written word of their story.


Will Jacko find love among the sunflowers?

After losing his family’s station in Australia to the bank, Jacko Hennesy moves in with his best mate, Lochie McBride. Trouble is, Lochie already has a roommate—his new lover, Jamie. Trying to settle into everyday life with two men isn’t as easy as Jacko had hoped. Although he’s been in love with his best friend for years, Jacko also finds himself attracted to Jamie. Watching the constant flirting and touching every day is enough to reduce the tough bushman to a puddle of need. What’s a bloke to do when he falls for two sexy men?

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About the author

An avid reader for years, one day Carol Lynne decided to write her own brand of romance. While writing her first novel, Branded by Gold, Carol fell in love with the M/M genre. Carol juggles between being a full-time mother and a full-time writer. With close to 150 releases, one thing is certain, Carol loves to keep busy writing sexy cowboys, shifters, bodyguards, vampires and everything in between. Although series books are her passion, Carol enjoys penning the occasional stand-alone title.

As founder and President of GRL Retreat, Inc., Carol helps organize the annual GayRomLit Retreat. Now in its seventh year, GayRomLit is an annual retreat that brings together the people who create and celebrate LGBT romance for a one-of-a-kind, must-attend gathering of dynamic, informal, and diverse fun.

Carol loves to hear from her readers. You can email her at She also has two websites and








Book Blast & Giveaway! RUSTIC MOMENT by Nic Starr

Title: Rustic Moment
Series: Rustic #3
Author: Nic Starr
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: April 15, 2016

Betrayal, heartbreak, and financial ruin are only the beginning.
The last few months have been tough on Grant Parnell. He discovered his boyfriend was having an affair and it’s taken its toll, both emotionally and financially. With his business facing ruin, Grant could lose everything.

Dave Monroe is excited to start a new phase of his life. He’s following his dream and pursuing an exciting career opportunity. When Grant visits his friends in the country and finds out Dave might be moving to Melbourne, he offers him a place to stay. For Dave, life’s looking good.

Dave had only met Grant a couple of times before moving in with him, but the simmering sexual attraction is undeniable. As he settles into Grant’s home, deeper feelings develop. It’s hard not to fall for Grant’s gorgeous exterior, but it’s the strong man underneath who captures Dave’s heart.

Grant always craved success. His business and his home are testament to just how far he’s come, proving his family wrong and making something of himself—or he had. Now everything is falling apart. As Grant’s world spirals out of control, Dave is the one sure thing in his life.

But if they are to have any chance at happiness, Dave will need to teach Grant what’s really important.

“I said no.”
Grant’s voice was loud enough to travel down the hall. Dave immediately tensed at the tone. He couldn’t tell if Grant was angry or just being firm, but his words were clear. “This is the last time I want to have this conversation. You aren’t welcome here anymore.”
“I just want to know what you said to Douglas.” The answering voice was menacing, and Dave’s hackles rose.
Who on earth is that?
Dave placed the milk bottle on the benchtop and edged closer to the doorway. Grant could no doubt take care of himself, but Dave wanted to be close at hand. Just in case.
In case of what?
It didn’t matter what, it only mattered that Dave make sure Grant was okay, and the stranger’s voice didn’t sound anywhere near okay.
“What are you talking about? I haven’t spoken to Doug in weeks. In fact, if you know how to contact him, maybe you can tell him to call, and that I need to speak to him and sort out some crap.”
“I know you’ve said something. He told me you were trying to shaft him and get rid of him from the business. Then he went overseas, and now he’s come back and doesn’t want to see me.”
“So he’s back, then?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t already know.”
“I’m not pretending anything. How many times do I have to tell you I haven’t seen or spoken to Doug? We haven’t exchanged so much as an email. Okay, well, maybe that’s not quite true. I’ve sent him emails and letters, but he hasn’t replied. If he doesn’t want to see you, John, that’s between you and him. It has nothing to do with me. I’ve told you before—you’re welcome to each other.”
“Don’t you dare—”
“Get your hands off me.”
Dave didn’t wait to hear any more. Before he was even conscious of moving, he was striding down the hallway, and was bloody glad he’d done it. Grant was shoved up against the wall. A guy—John, the ex-boyfriend?—gripped him by the upper arms and yelled in his face.
“Hold it right there. Get your fucking hands off him,” Dave growled.
Shocked eyes met his as John looked his way and instinctively dropped his hands. “I… ah….”
“Step away. Now.”
John hesitated for a moment, looking between Grant and Dave.
Dave didn’t take his eyes off John, watching the man’s every move. “I said now.”
Nic Starr lives in Australia where she tries to squeeze as much into her busy life as possible. Balancing the demands of a corporate career with raising a family and writing can be challenging but she wouldn’t give it up for the world.
Always a reader, the lure of m/m romance was strong and she devoured hundreds of wonderful m/m romance books before eventually realising she had some stories of her own that needed to be told!
When not writing or reading, she loves to spend time with her family-an understanding husband and two beautiful daughters, and is often found indulging in her love of cooking and planning her dream home in the country.
You can find Nic on Facebook, Twitter and her blog. She’d love it if you stopped by to say hi.



UNIQUE EXCERPT: Red Dirt Christmas by N.R. Walker


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Travis had been here for just over a year. We were technically engaged, not that we’d told anyone. He was happy just knowin’ I’d said yes, and I had some head-clearin’ stuff to work through. Knowing I was good enough for Trav was one thing, but knowing if I was good enough to be a husband and father was somethin’ else entirely.

Life at Sutton Station had never been better. Business was strong, Trudy and Bacon’s little baby, Gracie, was a few weeks old now and as cute as a button, Ma’s health was good, and my relationship with Laura and Sam was in a pretty good place. And Travis? Well, life with him was still all kinds of perfect.

But, to Travis’s dismay, Christmas at the Station was just another day. Another day of getting up before the sun, feeding animals, fixin’ what needed fixin’, and checking water troughs all while tryin’ to keep out of the blistering heat.

And this year weren’t much different. Only that it was Travis’s first Sutton Station Christmas. The fact we didn’t go all out with decorations and celebrations baffled him, and if I was bein’ truthful, it disappointed him too.

Which was why I had to make it a special kind of Christmas…


The next day, the day before Christmas Eve, Trav was to head out with Billy into the Western paddock, checkin’ cattle, fences, and water troughs. They left long before sunup to beat the heat of the day, and it gave me plenty of time to make last-minute emails and phone calls to make sure everything was going to plan.

It was weird to be excited about Christmas.

Part of me wished real hard that it wasn’t a surprise. I wanted to share this part with Travis. This excitement, the build-up. But part of me couldn’t wait to see his face on Christmas morning.

So I set about gettin’ some office work done until Ma called us for lunch. Travis and Billy weren’t back yet—that weren’t too surprising—and they radioed in to say they were two hours away. So we kept some lunch aside for them and kept on about our day. The general rule of the Outback summer was to work early and late, taking the hottest few hours of the day off. Usually stayin’ indoors outta the sun was the best way to spend it, though I normally found myself in the office getting paperwork done.

I smiled to myself when I heard the old Cruiser come into the yard. It was always a relief to know when people were back, but knowin’ Trav was somewhere close was a comfort I couldn’t explain.

The screen door banged and there was a sound of boots on the floorboards. Ma responded with, “Lunch is on the table.”

Though I was a little disappointed Trav didn’t stick his head around the door, I heard the quiet murmur of voices and the clanging of cutlery in the dining room, and figurin’ they’d be starving hungry, I didn’t want to bother them while they ate. But when they were done, it wasn’t Travis who came to see me. It was Billy.

“Hey, boss,” he said, looking a little unsure. “He didn’t want me to say nothin’, but Mr Travis ain’t feelin’ too good.”

I got to my feet. “Where is he?”

“Don’t think he’s moved from the dining table, boss.”

That was exactly where I found him. He had his head in his hands, his plate of half-eaten lunch still in front of him. He looked up at me and I could see then he weren’t his usual colour. He frowned. “Billy told ya, didn’t he?”

“Yes, thankfully,” I said walking over to him. “Trav, you look like shit.”

“Gee, thanks.”

I put my hand on his shoulder and he was hot to the touch. Too hot. I put my hand on his chest, then on his forehead and on the top of his head. He was cooked. “Ma!”

It must have been my tone, because not a moment later, Ma appeared in the doorway. “What’s wrong?”

Just then, Trav’s head kind of lolled back and he almost fell of the chair before I grabbed him. “I think Trav’s heat-struck.”

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N.R. Walker’s Bio

N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.
She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things…but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

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Red Dirt Christmas

HERE IT IS!!!!!!

I’ve kept this secret for so long, it’s almost killed me!  But it’s finally here. My 2015 Christmas story cover for the world to see!!  (I’m so excited it’s ridiculous)

That’s right, folks. We’re off to the Outback for Christmas this year!!  I can’t tell you how much I loved visiting these boys again.  I found the cover images and sent them to the fabulous Sara York and almost cried when I saw how gorgeous the cover turned out. It suits the series PERFECTLY.

Now you know why every part of the cover had to be a secret! If I showed one corner, or gave any hints, ya’ll would have guessed it straight away!


Publication date: 11 December 2015


Travis had been here for just over a year. We were technically engaged, not that we’d told anyone. He was happy just knowin’ I’d said yes, and I had some head-clearin’ stuff to work through. Knowing I was good enough for Trav was one thing, but knowing if I was good enough to be a husband and father was somethin’ else entirely.

Life at Sutton Station had never been better. Business was strong, Trudy and Bacon’s little baby, Gracie, was a few weeks old now and as cute as a button, Ma’s health was good, and my relationship with Laura and Sam was in a pretty good place. And Travis? Well, life with him was still all kinds of perfect.

But, to Travis’s dismay, Christmas at the Station was just another day. Another day of getting up before the sun, feeding animals, fixin’ what needed fixin’, and checking water troughs all while tryin’ to keep out of the blistering heat.

And this year weren’t much different. Only that it was Travis’s first Sutton Station Christmas. The fact we didn’t go all out with decorations and celebrations baffled him, and if I was bein’ truthful, it disappointed him too.

Which was why I had to make it a special kind of Christmas…

Christmas backgrounds. Christmas decor on the white wooden background.

Buy links to follow:

N.R. Walker’s Bio: N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.
She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things…but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

N.R. Walker’s Internet Links:

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Facebook Page

Twitter: @NR_Walker

Giveaway: Hop over to my blog here and tell me your best Christmas memory to enter the draw to win a copy of Red Dirt Christmas. Draw closes 11th December at 9am EST.


Travis chuckled and nodded toward the lounge room. “I finished the tree,” he said and disappeared through the open doorway. I followed him to find the pine tree he’d brought in earlier now covered in tinsel, ornaments, and baubles. “I know you think the whole Christmas thing is kinda silly, but—”

“I love it,” I said. “The tree. I mean, I love what you’ve done to it.”

“I didn’t have much to work with,” he said. The corner of his mouth pulled down in a frown. “And it was all pretty old. I hung up all the things you made as a kid. I just wanted to do something.” He shrugged again. “I mean, it’s Christmas.”


“And I know you guys aren’t big on the whole festive thing out here,” he said. “But I just thought it’d be nice, ya know? It’s Gracie’s first Christmas. Granted, she’s only four weeks old but that’s not the point.”


“It’s about building memories, Charlie,” he said softly. “Family memories. Not just with everyone here, but our family. Ours start now. This is our first real Christmas too and I just thought it might be nice if you, you know, thought it was special too.”



REVIEW: Come By Chance by A. J. Llewllyn


The blurb

When photographer’s assistant Gary Holland meets three Australian underpants models—all called Bruce—on what should be a routine shoot in LA, it turns out to be anything but. He falls for the geekiest, yet sexiest, Bruce of them all, but soon learns Bruce has not only never been with another man but is an anxious virgin.

Bruce lives in the whimsically named town of Come By Chance in northern New South Wales, population 178. After a torrid fling starts in California, Bruce wants Gary to visit him in the land down under. Shocks, laughter, love, a shy kangaroo named Phillip, a goose called Zeus and a tractor that thinks it’s a horse, soon welcome Gary to a life he never thought he’d want to live. Can two men who are such opposites make a life together? Does love like this really…come by chance?

What did I think?

This was a fun little story. I was interested to read it because of the Australian characters and the Australian setting for part of the book. The characters were likable, and the pace fast, making this an easy book to read in one sitting.

The first part of the story takes place in the US where Bruce (one of three Bruce’s) takes part in an underwear modelling shoot. He and Gary fall for each other and Gary ends up following Bruce back home to Australia.

Part of the story reads like a travel article, particularly the descriptions of the attractions of Sydney. As a Sydney-sider, I can attest that they are mostly spot on. Bruce happens to be an architect so there’s a lot of information given about the early convict architecture of the city.

Bruce seemed quite versatile and a touch unrealistic – underwear model, architect, building owner, resident of a small outback town (population 187).

On their travels, Bruce and Gary explore their sexual relationship and meet some interesting characters (I’m not completely sure about the relevance of the whole part about dinner with the kid wanting to be on Toddlers and Tiaras), and end up at Bruce’s home in the country town of Come By Chance (I had to look it up but it does exist!). There we meet the elderly aunt, the pet kangaroo and the boys have fun on a tractor.

So all in all, a bit of light-hearted fun, that provides a bit of Australian flavour.

About the author

A.J. Llewellyn lives in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands, bags of Kona coffee in the fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records keep this writer refueled.A.J’s passion for the islands led to writing a play about the last ruling monarch of Hawaii, Queen Lili’uokalani as well as a non-erotic novel about the overthrow of her kingdom written in diary form from her maid’s point of view.A.J. never lacks inspiritation for male/male erotic romances and on the rare occasion this happens, pursues other passions such as collecting books on Hawaiiana, surfing and spending time with friends and animal companions.

A.J. Llewellyn believes that love is a song best sung out loud.

To find out more about A.j. Llewellyn and her books visit her website.

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Novella (22k words)


INTERVIEW: Shawn’s Law by Renae Kaye

 Thank you for coming back to visit us again, Renae. And a BIG congratulations on another release.


Shawn is single, twenty-nine, the full-time carer of his Alzheimer’s-stricken mother, and a frequent victim of Murphy’s Law—although his family calls it Shawn’s Law. Other than caring for mum, his day consists of painting nude men and spying on the guy who walks his dogs along the street every day at four o’clock. When Shawn takes a spectacular fall on his front steps, who is there to witness it other than the man of his dreams?

Harley doesn’t believe in Shawn’s Law—but he soon changes his mind.

The two men make it through a memorable first date and Shawn’s sexual insecurities to begin a relationship stumbling toward love. But when Shawn’s Law causes Harley to be injured, Shawn is determined to save Harley’s life the only way he knows how—by breaking up with him. Not once, but twice. Throw in a serial killer ex-boyfriend, several deadly Australian animals, two dogs called Bennie, a mother who forgets to wear clothes, an unforgiving Town Council, and a strawberry-flavored condom dolly, and Shawn’s Law is one for the books. 


Firstly the cover. Paul Richmond has designed a fabulous cover which seems to capture the spirit of the book (I say ‘seems’ because I haven’t read it yet so I’m just going off the blurb 🙂 ). Can you share with us a little about the cover design process?

Renae: **laughs at this**  For me, the cover design process involves me talking to the cover artists and saying, “I don’t know.”

I’m a firm believer in letting the experts do their job.  My husband stands over the shoulder of the electrician we’ve hired and tells him how to do his job.  Me?  Nah.  I wrote the story.  I let the editors tell me if my grammar is incorrect, and let the cover artists do their job.  My input was “I want the cover to reflect that the story is zany,” and that’s what Paul gave me.  [Great job, Paul!]

I had to provide Paul pictures of what an Australian lake looks like, and a description of the scene, but he is wonderful in giving a great cover.

The story itself sounds intriguing—and dare I say, a little crazy. Where did the inspiration come from?

Renae:  “How many Australian animals can I get to attack my MC before the end of the story?”

I’m not joking.  LOL.  My inspiration for this story was to scare the pants off anyone who thinks that Australia is a dangerous place to live.

But sometimes my own life feels like Murphy’s Law is out to get me.  When everything is going wrong, then that’s the day the car breaks down, the kids come home from school with gastro AND head lice, and my husband tells me he’s invited friends for a bbq.  In creating Shawn and his topsy-turvy, crazy life, I made myself feel better.  Because at least I’m not as bad as poor Shawn.

You are known for the Aussie flavour in your stories. Can you share any secrets about the Australian animals that make an appearance in this one?

Renae:  There are a lot of venomous animals that appear in this book.  Rest assured that no one dies from a bite/sting/attack.

Did you know, that out of the top 25 venomous snakes of the world, 20 of them come from Australia?  Rest assured that no one dies from a snake bite in this story.

Did you know that the most venomous spiders of the world are also Australian? Rest assured that no one dies from a spider bite in this story.

Did you know that blue ringed octopus is so deadly it will kill you in ten minutes?  Rest assured that no one dies from an octopus in this story.

Have I scared you yet?  LOL.

Truthfully, this book will not panic you.  All animal attacks – such as the one of the cover – are treated in a humourous manner that will make you laugh, rather than cancelling your flight to Perth.  We also have a lot of cute cuddly animals in this book – like this fellow: 



She’s a quokka – see the baby in her pouch?  They are about the size of a large pussycat and soooo goddamn sweet.  Quokkas don’t attack.

Some other great animals you can fall in love with in this book are Carnaby’s Cockatoos.  And dogs.  (Two of them named Bennie.)

The blurb talks about Shawn but not so much about Harley. Can you give us some insight into what makes Harley tick?

Renae:  Shawn’s nickname for Harley, before they met, was Hippy-Hotpants.  That describes Harley all over – he’s a modern day hippy, out to save the world one peace protest at a time.  He is environmentally aware – everything from organic food, to endangered animals, to not purchasing clothing that was sewn in a sweat-shop.

In Harley’s own words, “The reason I go out there and fight for what’s right, is because I feel extremely privileged in this life, and therefore I put my support behind those who can’t fight for themselves. I try to make this world a better place. I try to save the planet and the people who live here because of the ones I love. If I had no family, I think I would curl up and die of sorrow. I fight harder because I know there are people in this world I am fighting for. I want to make this earth a better world for those I love.”

The problem in this book is not whether Shawn and Harley like each other, but whether they can live with each other.  Trust and faith in the one you love is vital.  And treating them like an adult.

Was it difficult to write a humourous story that includes someone suffering from Alzheimer’s and their family?

Renae:  Yes.  And no.  (How astute of you, Renae).

I guess the answer to this question comes from my own experience.  My father fought bowel cancer for over eight years.  He fought it.  We fought it.  We all lived it.  One of the most important things I learned from the experience was attitude.  There was no use in visiting my father and spending the whole time crying and morose about the fact he was dying.  We both knew it.  Instead, I would ignore it and speak with Dad about other matters.  My dad could smile and laugh and be happy, and that helped him a lot.

I don’t mean to make fun of people with Alzheimer’s, and the disease is no joking matter.  But how you deal with it can make a huge difference.  A sense of humour when your mother asks you your name for the 60th time will hold you in good stead with Alzheimer’s. 

I’m sure I’m going to have people who tell me that their experience with Alzheimer’s is different, and I will nod and completely agree with them.  This story was written to entertain, not to be an essay on reality. Yes, Shawn’s mother does a lot of crazy things within this story, but it’s a comedy.  It’s fictional.  It’s supposed to be funny.

What book is on your bedside table?

Renae:  The only paperbacks I read these days are either from the library, or older ones from my bookcase.  At the moment I am reading and enjoying two BRILLIANT books from my library:

 Book 1 Book 2

For Colored Boys is a collection of true short stories from gay men over a range of topics such as their first sexual experience, bullying, religion, abuse and coming out.  It is emotional.  I feel privileged to read their stories.

This Book Is Gay is a riot!  I’m not sure who the target audience for this book is, but I feel like it’s teenage boys who are gay (or bi or trans) and don’t know what to do about it.  It’s funny and hilarious and covers a lot of topics like how it is okay to be gay and that you’re not the first person in the world to feel that way.  It gives people rebuttal information to argue with religious fanatics, information about how to have anal sex for the first time, and continual affirmation that being “not straight” is fine.  5 stars all the way.

Renae:  Thanks for having me again Nic.  I’ve had fun as usual.  If your readers are wanting more information, they can contact me on:.




Twitter:  @renaekkaye

And of course, the most important bit, is where will they be able to purchase the best book in town?  **cough cough**  Sorry, it was a long interview and I’m high on chocolate now.

Barnes and Noble

About the author

Renae Kaye is a lover and hoarder of books who thinks libraries are devilish places because they make you give the books back.  She consumed her first adult romance book at the tender age of thirteen and hasn’t stopped since.  After years – and thousands of stories! – of not having book characters do what she wants, she decided she would write her own novel and found the characters still didn’t do what she wanted.  It hasn’t stopped her though.  She believes that maybe one day the world will create a perfect couple – and it will be the most boring story ever.  So until then she is stuck with quirky, snarky and imperfect characters who just want their story told.

Renae lives in Perth, Western Australia and writes in five minute snatches between the demands of two kids, a forbearing husband, too many pets, too much housework and her beloved veggie garden.  She is a survivor of being the youngest in a large family and believes that laughter (and a good book) can cure anything.







★★★★★ Interview and Review! Red Dirt Heart #3 by NR Walker ★★★★★




Red Dirt Heart #3


N.r. Walker

The blurb:

Life for Charlie Sutton has never been better, or busier. With Travis now a permanent fixture of Sutton Station, a permanent fixture at Charlie’s side, Charlie’s convinced he couldn’t do anything on his ever-growing to-do list without him.

He can run a multimillion dollar cattle business, finish his degree, try and further the local beef industry, deal with staff issues, Ma’s failing health, and an attention-demanding wombat. He can even deal with an unexpected visitor and some shattering news.

He can deal with it all, as long as he has Travis.

But what happens when he doesn’t?

Red Dirt Heart 3 is the story of Charlie Sutton finally realising he can be the man Travis Craig deserves, even if he doesn’t have Travis. It’s a story of love, family, holding on, letting go and coming home.

The Interview:

Why did you choose one of the most remote places to set this series?

I just had the idea of writing about Anna Creek Station (Australia’s largest cattle station – if not the world’s) but obviously couldn’t use the actual name Anna Creek. I did base Sutton Station from a real station in the NT but only on location. It is purely fictional. The remoteness and sheer size of such a place is mind boggling and the fact men and women thrive out there is equally so.

What was your inspiration for the setting of RDH – I mean, it’s in the middle of nowhere?

 As I mentioned above, the location was based off an actual working station. Yes, there is a working farm that is literally three hours from town, in the middle of nowhere.
You can see it here
Please zoom in (as close as 200m) and you can see the homestead and sheds etc. You can also see I have never exaggerated about the vast red dirt. LOL

How did you discover MM?

 It’s no secret that I fell into MM through the fanfiction door. I had read/written Twilight fanfiction (amongst others) and found what is known as “slash” in the fanfic world, but what we call MM. Then there was a natural progression from fanfic to original fiction.
 I do believe fanfic helped me become a better writer, or in essence, taught me about writing. There is an instant gratification in writing fanfiction – an immediate response from readers – that is instrumental in learning. I would suggest to anyone who is considering dipping their toes into the writing world, write fanfiction first.

What was the first MM book you read? Any recommendations?

My very first MM original fictions I read were More and Breathe by Sloan Parker. Needless to say I was hooked on the genre 🙂 
I’ve recently found the Widdershins series by Jordan L Hawk and have devoured them. They’re historical paranormal, so really, what’s not to love?

If you could have lunch with anyone – living or dead – who would it be and why?

Can I have fictional people? This is rather self-serving, but at my table, there would be:
Matt and Kira from my Turning Point series
Tom and Cooper from my Thomas Elkin series
Carter, Isaac, Will and Mark from my Blind Faith series
And of course, Charlie and Travis from my Red Dirt Heart series
Oh, and Mark’s mother from Blindside – just for laughs 🙂
To imagine these guys all sitting around one table and having a laugh…


The Review:

Okay, so by now, most of you know how hard I fangirl Ms Walker. But with RDH #3, she’s outdone herself. Seriously.  I have never laughed so hard or cried so much whilst reading a book.  I think I’ve just taken the Walker Stalker status up a notch.

Travis and Charlie are just the best couple, and this is now my favourite read, ever.  I loved Trav with his foot holdin’ and nose nudgin’. Charlie was just as stubborn as ever, but he’s mellowed – a little anyway. These guys together will rock all your romantic and smexy bones, until you’re a big puddle of goo.

Poor Charlie had so much thrown at him, it was one thing after another, and I was a little worried about his mental health. And just when it all settles… BOOM!  Ms Walker just about kills me with all the feels.  Even my feels had feels, and my hubby was giving weird looks. Charlie kinda grew into himself here. He realised he can still be Charlie, without Travis. He can stand on his own, deal with anything that’s thrown at him, and still run the farm to the level expected of ‘Charles Sutton.’  But just because he can do it without Trav, doesn’t mean he wants to.  I loved Charlie here, but there was a moment where I wasn’t sure what was going on with Travis and I was scared that I wasn’t going to like him.

But really, I should’ve known better.  This is Walker at her finest, she wouldn’t do that us, her loyal readers. Yes, she’ll break your heart, like she’s done in nearly every book she’s written, but it will be expertly put back together. I feel like I can breathe again now I’ve finished reading it.

Keep your eyes our for Red Dirt Heart #4.  It promises to be a doozy as well.

5 stars

Hope you enjoy – Robyn x


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A Day In The Life Of…Renae Kaye

This morning I was visited by my lovely friend, Renae Kaye. She satisfied my curiosity by giving me a little glimpse of her life as a writer (and a wife and a mother and everything else!). I thought I’d share here to that everyone can see what she gets up to. Don’t forget to check out her new book, The Shearing Gun, which was released yesterday.


When Nic Starr gave me my blog topic, I sat and scratched my head.  Which day?  You see because each day for me is different, and this is why writing works so well for me.  I can fit it around my life.

Let me introduce myself to you:  I am Renae Kaye.  I write m/m romance.  I have two primary school aged children.  I have a husband.  I’m a stay-at-home-mum.  I have three cats, three chooks, 20+ canaries, fish, worms, crabs, and now a budgie to take care of.  I love to veggie garden and have a large suburban block full of fruiting trees and vines.  I have a widowed mother.  I have 8 older siblings. I have friends.

So, depending on what day it is, then my schedule changes to fit.  My youngest only attends school two-and-a-half days a week, so I only have two days a week where I get “a rest” <cough, choke> from the kids.

I write around the kids and the housework and all the necessary obligations of life.

But a typical Tuesday, would go something like this:

7am:  Stumble out of bed.  Renae is not exactly a morning person until you get coffee into her.  Seven o’clock starts are murder on her, but that’s what time she gets up each morning.

The 7yo would’ve been up for an hour by that time.  There is a rule: he is not allowed out of bed until 6:00am.  She had to buy him a clock and teach him how to tell the time when he was three because he’s a constant early riser.  The 5yo will still be in bed.  The irony of Renae’s household is her “Day/Night Children.”  If they tried, her kids couldn’t be more different.  One is an early riser, one sleeps in.  One is a good eater, one struggles with food.  One is a daredevil and needs to be restrained, one suffers from anxiety and needs to be coaxed into everything.  One was an early talker, one was a late talker.  One lost their teeth late, one lost their teeth early.  One was easy to potty train, one was not.

7:00-7:30am:  Breakfasts for the kids, lunchboxes packed.  It may be a strange custom to other countries, but the kids eat a homemade lunch most days at school.

7:30am-8am:  Renae eats breakfast in front of the laptop while catching the morning news headlines, checking her emails and having a quick peep at social media.  By 8am the coffee is starting to chug through Renae’s veins.

8:00-8:30am:  Switch mental tracks.  For Renae, she has two modes: Running and sitting.  Either she is sitting and reading/computer/TV, or she is running fast.  The kids have learnt this (hubby has not).  Renae’s greatest frustration in life is that her husband moves slower than an avalanche of molasses on a cold day.

At 8am, she jumps out of her chair and starts bellowing directions.  “It’s Library Day.  I’ll get your library bag and you can get your book.  Did you finish your homework?  Come on, let’s move.  Let’s get dressed.  Did you do your teeth, and yes, you have to do your hair.  Here, I’ll help you put those tights on.  Can you go and feed this to the chooks?  No, you can’t take that to school.  I think I saw your shoes under the lounge.  No, you can’t wear those socks.  Did you make your bed? Go back and brush your hair again.  This time remember you have hair all over your head, not just at the front.  Can you grab the towels from the bathroom and put in the washing machine?  Smack that cat if he’s on the table.  Who didn’t take their breakfast bowl to the kitchen?  Did you remember your teeth?  Why haven’t you put your lunch in your bag?”

During this, Renae dresses in her “Mummy” uniform of jeans, T-shirt and flat shoes.  They’re quick.  They’re easy.  They’re cheap.  They can hide a lot of dirt.  She can be ready in less than 5 minutes if she needs to be.

8:30am:  Drives the kids to school.  Walks them to the classrooms.  Has chat with the 7yo’s teacher.  Goes in with 5yo and helps her practice writing.  The little smarty-pants is already writing sentences.  Renae died when she wrote in her pad “My mum does washing.”  Thanks, sweetie.

Clucks over the newborn babies she finds.  Quick chat to the various mothers and fathers she sees, “How is Daniel today?  Over his cold?  No, I didn’t hear about Italian Day.  No, I’m not helping out on the P&C stall.  Yes, I will be there for the school carnival.  How’s work?  Did your husband get the job?”

9:00am/9:30am: (depending on how long she chats)  Leaves school.  Errand time.  Back home.

Between 9:30am & 2:30pm:  Types 50 words. Answers telemarketing call. Types 150 words. Coffee time. Types 180 words. Puts washing on the line. Types 60 words. Spends 30 minutes in the garden stewing over plot problems while picking weeds. Types 430 words. Vacuums house while working out character’s next move. Types 35 words. Pays online bills. Types 80 words. Emails friend. Types 40 words….   You get the picture.

3:00pm:  Picks up kids from school.

3pm-6pm:  “Yes, I’ll make you a sandwich.  Yes, I remember that you like peanut butter on yours.  Please don’t tie balloons to the cat.  I don’t care what Brody’s mum lets him do, you can’t do it.  If you’re still hungry then have a piece of fruit.  Please share the iPad or I’m putting it away.  I told you to have fruit, and biscuits are not fruit.  We’re having spaghetti for dinner.  Please don’t throw balls in the house!  How many times do I have to tell you that?  Can you please go and check for eggs?  I told you, we’re having spaghetti for dinner.  No, you can’t play Wii, it’s a school night.  Have you done your homework?  I’m sure that your sister can be a mermaid and have a sword.  That’s fine to be a fighting mermaid.  No, you can’t have another sandwich, it’s nearly dinner time.  Spaghetti.  We’re having spaghetti, the same as the last two times you asked.  Okay!  I’m coming to change the toilet roll.  Who left the door open and let all the flies in the house?  No, you can’t get the painting stuff out because it’s nearly dinner time.  Spaghetti.  Yes, I know that Cassie’s party is coming up.  Spaghetti.  That’s a brilliant lego house!  Daddy’s home!  Can you please make sure these dirty socks make it to the hamper?  Spaghetti.  Wash your hands everyone.  The spaghetti’s ready.”

6:00-7:30pm:  Dinner.  Baths.  Storytime.  Relax.

7:30pm-8:30pm:  Sits in cold hallway with laptop where youngest child can see her while falling asleep.  Repeatedly googles “separation anxiety” and chats on social media.

8:30pm:  Gasps at how late it has gotten.  Vows to write like crazy in the next two hours.

11:00pm:  Slips into bed.  Curses that social media is so addictive.


Renae’s newest release The Shearing Gun was released yesterday (19th of September) and can be purchased at the following links.



At twenty-five, Hank owns a small parcel of land in Australia’s rural southwest where he supplements his income from the property with seasonal shearing. Hank is a “shearing gun”—an ace shearer able to shear large numbers of sheep in a single day. His own father kicked him out when his sexuality was revealed, and since no one would ever hire a gay shearer, Hank has remained firmly closeted ever since.

Elliot is the newbie doctor in town—city-born and somewhat shell-shocked from his transplant to the country. When a football injury brings Hank to Elliot’s attention, an inappropriate sexual glance and the stuttered apology afterward kickstarts their friendship. Romance and love soon blossom, but it’s hard for either of them to hope for anything permanent. As if the constant threat of being caught isn’t enough, Elliot’s contract runs out after only a year.

Renae’s contact details:




Twitter:  @renaekkaye



BLOG TOUR, EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY: Ordinary People by E E Montgomery


Ordinary People

by E E Montgomery

Publisher:  Dreamspinner Press


The Blurb…

When Queensland Police Force Constable James Laramee raids a hotel room, he finds Vinnie Canterbury on top of a naked, dead man, covered in blood. Vinnie promptly vomits all over James’s shoes.

Thanks to a cocktail of horse sedatives and Hendra vaccine, Vinnie’s memories of his ordeal are fractured. Finding the culprits and the reasons behind his abduction will be a challenge. With his apartment trashed, his building set on fire, and his clothes, phone and wallet gone, Vinnie needs a place to stay. To his surprise, James not only takes him in, but also lets him cry on his shoulder. It must be true love. Vinnie has plans for his future with James all mapped out, and he hopes he can get James on the same page.




His bed was stripped to the mattress. The shredded mattress. Foam stuffing bubbled up between the slashes like pus weeping from an infected wound. He tore his attention from the bed to find his sheets and duvet scattered all over the floor. In pieces. He whimpered.

“I just bought that set.” He pressed his fingers against his lips. Even in his shock he recognized the inanity of his comment. His gaze was drawn to the freestanding full-length mirror beside the windows. Black writing marred the polished surface.


He turned to see Laramee beside him, his hand again clamped on Vinnie’s arm. “What was I told?” he whispered. “I don’t know what I was told.”

It was too much. He flung himself at Laramee, buried his face in the warm, slightly harsh fabric of his uniform, ignored the button digging into his forehead, and burst into tears.

“I don’t even know your name. I can’t sob all over you if I don’t know your name,” he wailed.

About the Author

E E Montgomery wants the world to be a better place, with equality and acceptance for all. Her philosophy is: We can’t change the world but we can change our small part of it and, in that way, influence the whole. Writing stories that show people finding their own ‘better place’ is part of E E Montgomery’s own small contribution.

Thankfully, there’s never a shortage of inspiration for stories that show people growing in their acceptance and love of themselves and others. A dedicated people-watcher, E E finds stories everywhere. In a cafe, a cemetery, a book on space exploration or on the news, there’ll be a story of personal growth, love, and unconditional acceptance there somewhere.

Author Links:

You can contact E E Montgomery at

on Twitter: @EEMontgomery1,

or at her web site and blog:



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Rafflecopter Prize:  One of three e-copies of Ordinary People

Tour Dates:  July 3 – August 21


Tour Dates and Stops:

7/3 – Emotion in Motion

7/10 – Smoocher’s Voice

7/17 – Prism Book Alliance

7/24 – MM Good Book Reviews

7/31 – Velvet Panic

8/7 – Because Two Men Are Better Than One

8/14 –
Decadent Delights

8/14 – Hearts on Fire

8/14 –Love Bytes

8/21 – Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words


Buy Links

Ordinary People from  Amazon, All Romance, Dreamspinner


Between Love and Honor + The Courage to Love

This review is of two books which follow the story of David Harrison. The first, Between Love and Honor, is a short story and is part of the Dreamspinner Press Bittersweet Dreams series.

Bittersweet Dreams, stories of M/M romance with nontraditional endings. It’s an unfortunate truth: love doesn’t always conquer all. Regardless of its strength, sometimes fate intervenes, tragedy strikes, or forces conspire against it. These stories of romance do not offer a traditional happy ending, but the strong and enduring love will still touch your heart and maybe move you to tears.

The second story, The Courage to Love, picks up David’s tale as he meets Bernard and needs to overcome his fear if they are to find happiness together.


Between Love and Honor

Between Love and Honor

by E.E. Montgomery


The Blurb...

It’s 1914 and David looks up from his Post Office counter to see the man of his dreams. Carl is everything he’s ever wanted, but Australia has laws against ‘deviants’ and the two men must be circumspect. When World War I breaks out, Carl tries to enlist but is rejected. People see his delicate features and stature and assume he’s ‘less than a man’. He’s scorned for not doing his duty while David is applauded for serving his country at home. Public condemnation turns violent, and Carl and David are torn between love and honor.

So what did I think?

This story had a true sense of time and place, capturing the era and the attitudes beautifully . The time is 1914 and David & Carl are dealing with their growing love for one another in a time when their love was definitely not understood, and also dealing with the impact of the war.

I knew this story was bittersweet going into it and almost read it reluctantly, knowing I was setting myself up for heartache. It is only a short story but managed to really draw me in, leaving me with a feeling of sadness and most definitely wanting to keep following David’s story.

Somehow I think it makes it easier to read these Bittersweet series stories when you know there is another book on the horizon. In this case it is The Courage To Love which follows David’s story as he returns from the war.


The Courage to Love
The Courage to Love

by E.E. Montgomery


The blurb…

Warning: This blurb is slightly spoilerish if you haven’t read the first book yet so skip to the review section if you don’t want to find out what happened!

In 1915, after his beloved Carl died from a vicious beating, David Harrison enlisted in the Army and went to war. He returns home to find a world seemingly unchanged, while he will never be the same. At Mrs. Gill’s boarding house, he meets Bernard Donnelly, a young man suffering the aftereffects of his own war experiences. David finds himself increasingly attracted to Bernard, but that terrifies him. He blames himself for Carl’s horrific death and fears he isn’t strong enough to lose another love to violence.

Bernard needs David to help him face each day and find a way they can be together without stigma—and without putting them in legal and physical danger—but David clings to his idea that the only way to keep a lover safe is not to have one. His fears threaten to destroy everything, unless he learns that sometimes the risk is worth it and finds the courage to love.

4 stars

So what did I think?

David’s story started in Between Love and Honor, where David met and fell in love with Carl but they were not destined to have a future together. David is devastated at the loss of his lover and holds himself responsible. The Courage To Love picks up his story once he returns from the horrors of the war.

As with the first story, this book had a wonderful sense of time and place and appeared to reflect what it was like to live in Brisbane in the period after the war– the attitudes, the way of life, the hardship, the illness…

This is a story of fear of loving. And David’s fear is understandable due to what he’d been through– the death of his lover, his guilt, the war experience, his own mother’s attitude. The result is that his love for Bernard meant he kept him at arm’s length, afraid to get too close.

It was a moving story with wonderful characters– I loved Mrs Gill– but I do admit to wanting just a touch more of a physical relationship between David and Bernard. I know that their level and amount of intimacy was appropriate for the story but I couldn’t help but hope.

And after the tears of book 1, thank goodness David got his happy ending!

4 stars


To find out more about E.E. Montgomery and her books visit her website.

Buy Between Love and Honor from Dreamspinner Press.

Buy The Courage to Love from Dreamspinner Press.

Buy The Courage to Love from Amazon.