Wow - exciting news.  Just to prove me wrong, You Are The Reason​ has been released on audio much sooner than I had anticipated.  (Link here)


I was advised that The Straight Boyfriend​ had finished production and would be available in about 3 weeks time. I waited and waited, and it was actually longer than 3 weeks.  So I was glad I'd not announced it so that my readers (and listeners) wouldn't have been disappointed.

​Just prior to ​The Straight Boyfriend's ​release, I was advised that the fabulous Dave Gillies had finished ​You Are The Reason and that would be a 3 week wait... which turned out to be less than a week.

​**throws hands in the air and mutters something about "you can't win"**

​So BOTH are now release and you have around 16 hours of narration to listen too.

Link to Audible for ​You Are The Reason:  ​link

Link to Audible for ​The Straight Boyfriend:  ​link

Now, here's a thought for you:

​What do you think the reaction of the four characters would be if Davo and Lee met Vinnie and Aaron?

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If you're a fan of audio books, you may be happy to know that The Straight Boyfriend​ is now available on Audible (link).

I've been promised that ​You Are The Reason​ will be out in the next three weeks as well.  I thank everyone for their patience and please keep checking for this one.

​I hope you enjoy Joel Leslie's narration in The Straight Boyfriend.

​Yes, Professor has been unleashed on the world and I thank everyone who has purchased and read a copy.

​In Amazon rankings, the story has hit #1 bestseller in its category in Australia, the UK, Germany and Canada.  It's made it to #3 in the US that I've seen.

​Amazon US buy link: here

​I wanted to share this review with you because it made me giggle - and what makes us laugh needs to be spread.  With hate and ugliness in the world we need our laughter.  So thanks for this review Levi.

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From:  https://optimummblog.wordpress.com/2017/02/16/review-yes-professor-by-renae-kaye/

Review from Levi:

Damn, she did it again! I swear she does this on purpose just to annoy me! Of course, I couldn’t put her book down, again, till I finished it.The last time I reviewed her book, “The Straight Boyfriend” I may or may not have said that Renae is a closeted man. Well, I may add to that by saying she is a closeted Dom too, or Sub…

So this book is the purest form of BDSM, the emotional part of it. Although the book has sexual content, I can’t call it erotica at all. Why? Because we are guided through Avery’s feelings, who seemed to be attracted to older more mature and dominant men. When he moves into his new house, with his best friend Nick, he suddenly feels obsessed with his new neighbor the Professor. The older man has his own schedule, that, by now, Avery knows by heart. He tends to spend so much time trimming his hedges into a perfect shape, like every day, and that action gives funny tingles to Avery’s different body parts. He can’t help it, the neatness and the puttogetherness of the older man makes him horny as hell.

Then, one day, he has enough with stalking and takes action. With the pretense of searching his mail, what he already collected like a few hours ago, he bends in all different positions, offering the goods, for a very low price. Don’t look at me like that, it was Avery’s words, not mine…judgy readers…huh!
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His actions got him an, *cough self-invitation to the professor’s house. Chris, Christopher, oh man he knows what he wants!, has his birthday, and Avery decided that Christopher, not Chris, needs a birthday cake.

Well, that didn’t go as well as he hoped, and he promised himself that he will not give up on him.
I loved Avery, he’s funny, messy and very, very obedient. Avery is all gay men’s wet dream. And by all men, I meant those who like to be in control. Avery needs grounding, and the Professor can deliver it. But Christopher wants more, “more” Avery doesn’t know. He never did more, get in, get ordered around and get out. Being with Christopher though…this time he may want more…

When, last night, I forced Renae to admit that she is kind of a psychic, because she must have gotten in my head, stealing all my wet dreams, and put down in words, she denied it! Well, she didn’t convince me at all!

Dear Renea, I congratulate you again and again, and just so you know, you can crawl in my head anytime you like, and write the stories about my dreams!
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One gazillion OptimuMM!

I’ve always been a supporter of the underdog.  At school if there was someone new to the school, I would go over and talk to them.  It’s hard to be the outsider.  I’ve never really cared about popularity contests – I was happy to be happy with the kids the “cool kids” rejected.  My social group was made up of a lot of ethnic minorities, disabled and (although I didn’t realise it at the time) LGBT kids.  I think I preferred it, as the “cool kids” often rejected people based on their looks and never bothered to sit down and ask people about their lives.

As an adult I find I still have the same habits.  Instead of joining in the conversation of the “cool mums” about the latest episode of some TV program they watched during the day, I often find myself in conversation with the minorities.  Last week I chatted to a mum about her child who has cerebral palsy and the difficulties she has.  The week before that were an elderly couple who had just immigrated from overseas and were picking up their granddaughter.  I make it my mission to go out of my way to speak to the mum in the full Muslim dress, or the granddad who tells me in broken English he was born in the Torres Strait islands region.

I’m an example of the adage, if you don’t like what you’re reading, go out and write the book yourself.  I have blogged about my writing roots many times.  It started back in 2012 when I was reading M/M Romance and not finding what I wanted.  There were some great books out there – but not a complete and true reflection of what I thought the LGBT community looked like.  After reading my umpteenth novel about two alpha-gay-guys who look and act straight, I decided to write my own.  Not because that story was wrong, but because I felt there was an under-representation of certain people in our society.  In this case – femme twinks who were out, and proud to look and act gay.

I started Loving Jay in April 2013.  I hasten to add that writing the book was solely for me.  I had no thoughts at all of publishing it.  Before 2014, M/M Romance was growing but there were a lot less books and authors around – and I was struggling to find more than a handful that featured the types of LGBT men who were my friends.  There has been an explosion in M/M Romance now, and you can find all types.
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But still, a lot of my book ideas came from those dark corners of society where other authors weren’t going.  I was happy to lurk and talk to these fringe dwellers and ask their stories.  My stories concentrate on the minorities within the minorities – and despite what people may think, I do my research and I seek out the words and feelings of these people before I write.

The Blinding Light is about a man who is both gay and disabled – a minority within the minority.  Disabled people can be gay, and gay people can be disabled.  The Shearing Gun is about a farmer who is gay – something that is seldom talked about.  You Are the Reason focuses on a character who cross-dresses – another minority group out there that rarely gets a voice.  Safe in His Arms features a man who was sexually abused as a child.  Safe in His Heart features a man who is both Christian and gay – and is happy in this world.  Don’t Twunk With My Heart features domestic violence within a same-sex relationship.  I don’t pick the popular, “normal” characters you often find in M/M Romance.  I like to champion the under-represented. Mostly because I believe they deserve their HEA as much as the next guy.

The Straight Boyfriend features another of these minorities – those people who don’t neatly fit into the preconceived idea that all people must fit one of the labels: straight, gay, lesbian, bisexual, trans, intersex, asexual.  There is another label on this spectrum – it’s a Q and many people say it stands for “questioning.”  I like that.  I like when people don’t just take the information someone gives them and never questions it. There are a LOT of people out there who are questioning the label they’ve assigned to themselves previously.  And not JUST young people.  I know of people in their 40s and 50s who are Q=questioning.

Despite the outrage some people may feel (“Of course he’s bi – why didn’t he just admit it?”) you have to maybe take a step back and ask why must he assign a label to himself?  Why must a fictional character in the book be a reflection of “this”? (*draws a box with her hands to indicate the boundaries*).  Aaron is actually a reflection of that person over there (*points to the shadowy figure lurking on the outskirts of what people think of as the LGBTQIA spectrum*)

Do you think that a book about a gay man means that every other sexuality on the spectrum doesn’t exist?  I actively seek out the people who feel under-represented in the genre and I write about them.  I make no apologies for that, no matter how loudly the “cool crowd” want to yell that my character is not a true reflection of them.  I’m happy about that.  I don’t want to write about the “in” thing.

Without fail, after writing every single novel I have released, I have received at least one message from a reader that says “THANK YOU for writing MY story.”  There’s the email I received from a crying reader who thanked me for writing Casey who had been sexually abused as a child and was still working on the emotional issues for that.  There’s the email I received from Australia guy who asked me if I was stalking him, because my character of Quackle was so much like him and followed his life story (even down to the sexy shearer boyfriend) – but the only thing I’d gotten wrong was that he was nurse, not a doctor.  There’s the message I got from a reader whose parent is blind, the one from the Catholic lesbian, and the one who said that he must’ve modelled for Shawn.
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And the numerous messages I’ve received about The Straight Boyfriend from readers who said, “Thank you – I don’t like labels either.”

The first four M/M novels I ever wrote – Loving Jay, The Blinding Light, The Shearing Gun and Safe in His Arms – were all written before my first book was ever published.  They were written as stand-alone books because when I’d finished their HEAs, I was ready to move on to another story.

Then came Shawn’s Law and people started asking me “When is the next book coming out in this series?” or “When do we get Such-and-such’s story?”

I was surprised, because none of the secondary characters in my books were ever meant to have stories of their own.  None of my books were meant to be series.  It was only when the readers began asking (and not just once or twice) about secondary characters that I thought to pick up my pen and write about them.

All of my subsequent novels have been because readers asked for them – You Are the Reason, Safe in His Heart, Don’t Twunk With My Heart and The Straight Boyfriend.  All written because of reader request.

When writing Shawn’s Law I was writing a scene where Shawn’s in the hospital (again) and Harley runs into trouble with a male nurse.  I’d just finished writing a story with a secondary character who was (in my mind although not on the page) a male nurse.  So I just slipped in the physical description of Paul.  In Shawn’s Law Harley calls him “Steroidal Man” because he’s so pumped.  But it’s definitely Paul who appears as Lon’s best friend in Safe #1 and then gets his own HEA in Safe #2.  It was fun to slip him in there.

​Perth is a small and isolated city.  With a population of two million people, there are jokes that everyone knows everyone else… and it happens too often for me to discount.  You meet someone and if you search long enough you’ll have a link.  (Just to prove it?  My husband’s best friend married the sister of my mum’s first husband’s aunt’s grandson’s wife. Figure that.)  So it is more than possible that my characters, who mostly live in Perth, would bump into each other.

So I wrote a few more “cameo characters” in when writing Don’t Twunk With My Heart.  Obviously, being the second book in the series you see a lot of people from the first book, but I also wrote in two other characters from other series.  Did you spot them?
Paul pops up again as a nurse that helps Kee out after his assault.  And did anyone notice that Kee and Davo work for the same company?  Kee refers to Davo – not by name, but that there’s other LGBT guys that work for the company, even a salesman up in the office.

That brings me to my new release:  The Straight Boyfriend.

So, which of my eagle-eyed readers picked up on another character in The Straight Boyfriend?
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Hint: He’s mentioned in the epilogue and sells an apple tree to Aaron and Vinnie.

If you follow me on Facebook or Instagram, you may know that I have chooks (chickens/hens to non-Australians).  I enjoy my veggie gardening and have 5 backyard chooks who provide me with eggs, fertilise the plants, and eat snails.

I love my chookies, which is why I wanted to share my excitement with you.  But first a little background for those who don’t know anything about keeping chooks.

Most hens sold for backyard keeping purposes are specially bred species that are robust and strong layers.  They are not always “meat birds” so can be quite thin and not suitable for a large Sunday roast (if that’s your thing.)  They are bred to give a high volume of eggs.

Most breeds start laying somewhere around the 24-26 week mark – so they’re about 6 months old when they start producing eggs.  They will go on to produce close to one egg a day for the next 2 years.  I find that my chooks lay around 340 eggs a year – each!

As a hen grows older, this rate of production drops off.  By how much and when depends on the breed and on individual animals.  Diet and living conditions can help boost production, but once a hen is about three or four, she will probably be laying between 2-5 eggs a week.  If she lives in a commercial operation, this is unacceptable and usually these hens are destroyed to make way for newer hens that will produce.  Backyard chooks are sometimes kept long beyond their egg-laying years as they are pets.  A hen may live up to 10 years old, but she probably won’t lay for the last 3-5 years.

Other things that affect egg production is if a chook is going through a moult (where they lose their feathers and new ones grow – the body’s energy goes to growing feathers instead of eggs), and egg production also drops off during winter.  Commercial egg industries have a downturn in production over winter.  Some hens lay fewer eggs, while some hens can take a break from laying completely, which will pick back up in the spring.
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So now you know all about chooks, I’ll tell you my story. 

In January 2014 I was given three chooks.  They were third-hand.  The woman who gave them to me had kept them for 18-months.  When I asked her how old they were, she said she didn’t know as she’d got them from her brother who had to give them away when he and his wife split and sold their house.  He’d had them at least a year, she said.  She didn’t know where they’d come from.

My chooks happily laid about 16-18 eggs a week for me for a year until one died.  As we are a family of four, we decided to purchase some new hens because we weren’t getting enough eggs from two, and in June 2015 we brought 3 new hens who were about 15 weeks old.  Since my three new chooks started laying, they’ve basically given me an egg a day each and have been going great.  These past four months I’ve noticed the eggs have progressed from a small size, to a now large egg.

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But suddenly at the beginning of winter (June 2016), my two older hens stopped laying completely.  The previous winter they’d had a drop in egg production but had laid throughout the cold months.  I checked them for illnesses, wormed them, fed them high quality food… but they didn’t lay.  Figuring they are about 6 years old, I’ve wondered if they’ve come to the end of their cycle.  Throughout this winter I’ve consistently received 3 eggs a day from the younger chooks, but not a single egg from the older ones.
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Three weeks ago, I had a surprise!  FOUR eggs in the nest when I went to collect them.  Checking back on the eggs laid in the preceding days, I could pick she had laid at least one other egg (as it is a slightly darker colour and softer shelled).  I hadn’t seen it as the kids had collected the eggs.  Over the next week she then laid about every 2-3 days.
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For the past 8 days I’ve received four eggs daily – making me wonder if she was laying daily, or whether her sister had begun production too.  Then today:
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Well, the release of Don't Twunk With My Heart​ is just around the corner.  I'm excited and nervous and wish it was all over.  But we have two more days to get through for Kee & Tate.  Their story will be out on Friday.


29.  The night of your 21st birthday

Kee:  Actually, I don’t think I remember.  It’s pretty indistinguishable from basically every other party night I had.  I probably went to the clubs with my friends.  I probably picked up a cute guy.  I probably got pretty drunk.

I do, however, remember the night of Vinnie’s 25th birthday.  Vinnie wore some red shorts, and not much else.  Jamie had a choc cock cake.  And me?  Well, I went home with the cutest guy in the joint.  Not my usual style of guy, but hey – things worked out pretty well.

Tate:  *laughs*  I remember the night of Vinnie’s 25th too.  This guy I’d never seen before came out of nowhere and challenged me to a dance-off.  I still don’t know who won that round.

Kee:  Me, of course.