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    Tuesday, December 29, 2009

    The Many Faces of Russell Crowe

    I'm gearing up for the May release of the new ROBIN HOOD movie by posting a tribute video to Russell Crowe on YouTube :)

    Wednesday, November 18, 2009

    TWITTER 101

    If you've seen that ubiquitous little bluebird flitting around the internet or heard some television reference to "tweeting", "tweet-ups" or "twantrums", you may be wondering what the latest internet craze is all about.

    TWITTER is a new form of social media where everyone communicates in sound bytes of 140 characters or less. Some call it micro-blogging, some call it haiku for the semi-literate and others just call it thinking out loud. Personally, I adore Twitter for several reasons:

    1) My brain "tweets" all the time and now I have a place I can share my pithy (yes, I said pithy, know...) meanderings on the absurdities of life, pictures of my cats lounging on my desk, links to fascinating articles and YouTube videos, all the latest news about upcoming books, blog appearances, etc.
    2) I can type 90 words a minute so it's not that time-consuming for me
    3) It's far more "linear" than Facebook so it doesn't aggravate my ADD
    4) It gives me a chance to establish a much more intimate connection with my readers

    Some have tried to set up a competition between Facebook and Twitter but the two are now totally compatible. You can easily set your Tweets to post to Facebook or your Facebook updates to post to Twitter. The only difference is that on Facebook, you have "friends" or "fans" and on Twitter you have "followers" (all the better to increase your chances of achieving world domination).

    Twitter is the place to be to "Follow" your favorite authors, celebrities, musicians, politicians and/or syrup (yes @mrsbuttersworth is really on Twitter in all of her sticky goodness). The immediacy of it is stunning. We were instrumental in protesting the recent election fraud in Iran. We knew the balloon boy was a hoax long before the rest of the world did. And when a small fire broke out at the recent Romance Writers of America conference, the news was "tweeted" before the fire alarm was even pulled. When I wondered how Elizabeth Taylor (@DameElizabeth) was feeling about Michael Jackson's death, she "tweeted" and told me less than five minutes later. (For a real blast follow @kirstiealley. She tweets like she's roaring drunk all the time, even though she's not.)

    If you want to give Twitter a try, go to to sign up for a free account.

    I also HIGHLY recommend downloading a "client" to manage your tweets. Some of my friends use Tweetie for their iPhones but my heart belongs to Tweetdeck. Just go to to download this app for free. You can use it to separate your Tweets into columns. I have AUTHORS, CELEBRITIES, SQUAWK RADIO GALS, FRIENDS, etc. on mine. And some people become intimidated by the number of people they're following. You don't have to actually READ the tweets of everyone you're following. I just check them when I happen to be on-line.

    The control is all up to you. You can FOLLOW 400 people or you can FOLLOW 3 people. It's also very viral. Once you're following a fave author, you may find several other authors to follow just by reading her tweets. I've found that Twitter gives you a far more intimate glimpse into an author's life and creative process than any other form of social media. And if you're an aspiring author, the publishing tips and info are invaluable.

    You can also UNFOLLOW people at any time. Or even BLOCK those spammers who will occasionally try to send you naughty photoshopped pics of Britney Spears.

    And if you're Following several of your friends, you can use it as a form of mini-e-mail to have wonderful, scintillating conversations, which actually vastly cuts down on the number of e-mails hitting your inbox on any given day.

    I'm doubly excited about Twitter because I'm working on a book right now called GOODNIGHT TWEETHEART about a man and woman who meet and fall in love on Twitter :). (Don't worry--I'm doing this in my downtime BETWEEN historicals so it won't affect my next deadline.)

    So that's my Twitter primer. If you sign up and have any questions, you can always find me over at

    Come join the best cocktail party in the world! :)

    Thursday, July 30, 2009


    If we're going to be honest with each other, I thought it was time to introduce you to the guy who REALLY has my heart. That's right--Richard Simmons! Richard first saved my life about 15 years ago when I suffered a severe back injury after being body-slammed across the footboard of a hospital bed by a psychotic patient. I was too afraid to move to go back to the free dancing that I loved and it was Richard's SWEATIN' TO THE OLDIES that got me moving again and re-built my confidence.

    I now own nine of his workout tapes and DVD's and have been fairly consistent over the years in doing them at least 3 times a week. I'm not a big believer in doing anything I don't enjoy. I hate treadmills. I hate ellipticals. I hate indoor bikes. But I love to dance! And since Richard's workouts are essentially dancing to some really cool music, I do enjoy them. (Plus he uses real people in the videos instead of buffed-out size zero freaks so you feel like, "Hey, if that 300-pound man can do that, so can I!")

    I'd been struggling a little with my weight recently as women of a certain age (22?) tend to do. I couldn't figure out why my bras were getting tighter in all of the wrong places. Then suddenly the missing ingredient of my exercise plan came to me! It was Richard! I'd quit doing the workouts when I was on deadline in and had never gotten back to them. And all of the biking and weight lifting in the world wasn't going to loosen up those bras. So I dragged out SWEATIN' TO THE OLDIES on Monday afternoon. By Tuesday morning (I kid you not), I had lost 4 pounds.

    As I was dancing that afternoon, a couple of other miraculous things began to happen--my mood began to lift and I started having new ideas for my book. I also had a really corny thought--When I do this, I feel like the person I'm supposed to be.

    I know. It's hard to believe an excercise DVD could have such a profound effect on a life. But when I'm sweating to the oldies and Richard gets that wicked twinkle in his eye and shouts, "You were born to be a star!", I almost believe him.

    Friday, July 24, 2009


    Almost three years ago, we lost our 20-year-old nephew Daniel to an accidental drug overdose. This is the first time I’ve been able to write about it.

    Daniel was a lean kid with a tender heart, a shy smile and more baggage from his childhood than even his broad shoulders could bear. No matter how tall he grew, I never let him get too big to give his Aunt Terri a kiss and a hug.

    We got the call on a Friday night that Daniel had gone home after his shift at Sonic, stopped breathing and was on a ventilator in Intensive Care. They found a combination of Ativan, Valium, Xanax and Methadone in his system. (I’ve since learned that even ONE Methadone can induce respiratory failure in some people). At first we assumed he was going to be okay, that this was going to be the wake-up call that would allow him to get the help he needed. As one person after another came forward, we realized that Daniel had known he was in serious trouble but had been asking the wrong people for help. This was not a suicide attempt. It was an addiction to the prescription drugs used for recreational purposes by so many of our kids.

    For three days the family kept a vigil at his bedside, crying and raging, pleading and praying. Since my husband and I are both nurses, we knew what it meant when the ICU nurses told us we no longer had to adhere to the visiting hours but could sit with him whenever we wanted.

    After a series of tests, the neurologist finally gathered us together to tell us that Daniel had been gone all along. That there was nothing left to do but say our goodbyes and offer his organs to someone who could keep some small part of him alive in this world. As I held his seventeen-year-old sister in my arms and promised her she would survive this, I’ll never forget her broken wail of, “But I don’t want to!”

    Daniel was more like a son than a grandson to my husband’s parents and watching Mike’s dad weep over his coffin was like watching John Wayne cry like a baby.

    After he was gone, I used to talk to his picture—I’d remind him of how much we loved him and yell at him for doing something so terribly foolish. Now I smile when I pass it and touch my fingertips to my lips, then briefly to the cool glass covering his face, knowing he is at peace and finally in the arms of the Father he always deserved. The Father we all deserve.

    If you know a kid that you suspect is in trouble, act. Open a dialogue. Confront. Get the rest of the family involved if you have to. Don’t just assume they’ll grow out of it.

    Because they might not get the chance.

    You looked as handsome as a sleeping prince in that hospital bed but my kiss could not wake you
    As I touched your cheek for the last time, you were everything to me that you would never be to any other woman—nephew, son, friend, brother, lover, father
    All I could do was lay my head upon your breast and weep my goodbye

    In memory of Daniel Lee Medeiros October 1985 - August 2006

    Sunday, July 12, 2009


    1) Avoid authors who are screaming, "LOOK AT ME!" and find someone interesting in the corner to talk to. (I discovered Shane Abe this way.)

    2) If author seems unfriendly, give her benefit of doubt. She may be a) shy b) tired c) distracted d) deprived of warm/fuzzy gene at birth or e) utterly devoid of social skills.

    3) Bars are a great place to meet authors and editors. Order yourself a club soda and lime and go cruising!

    4) Don't drink too much at RWA. Some authors are scary sober. Drunk they can be truly terrifying.

    5) Editors are people too and some of them are shyer than you are. If you're pitching a project, just relax and act natural.

    6) You'll know you've finally made it when editors start following YOU into the bathroom.

    7) Practice your editor/agent pitch as if you were pitching to Simon Cowell.

    8) Pantyhose are OUT. But if you have a complexion like Gollum (or me), pack them anyway.

    9) Yes, you ARE back in high school for 4 days. But now you have the confidence and social skills to thrive!

    10) When in a crowd of milling writers, it's easy to hide exactly who pushed who down the escalator.

    11) Allow time for at least 1 crying jag in hotel room. (Even more important for male attendees.)

    12) Leave hubby and kiddies at home. Slow motion pillow fights with roommates much more fun that way.

    13) Leave hotel every chance you get. Enjoy sunshine, fresh air, and people who don't care if they ever get published

    14) Always put on lipstick before you leave hotel room. Even if it's a fire drill. Even if it's a fire.

    15) If you want everyone to think you're an editor or agent, wear a lot of black but no name tag.

    16) Never talk about author/editor/publisher in bathroom. Odds of them being in next stall: 100%.

    17) Don't worry if U come out of bathroom with skirt tucked in panties. There are 2000 women 2 help. Or take pic.

    18) If U don't recognize somebody U should, tell them U left glasses in your room. Even if U don't wear glasses.

    19) Beg, borrow or steal an invitation to the Harlequin party and be prepared to boogie the night away.

    20) If an editor asks you to step outside for a smoke, go with her. It's never too late to start smoking!

    21) Always pack speech & make-up in carry-on bag. You can do w/o clothes if you have to.

    22) Nobody is really looking at YOUR 1) clothes 2) hair 3) fake nails because they're 2 busy looking at their own.

    23) An enormous chocolate sundae goes a long way toward softening grief of not winning RITA or Golden Heart.

    24) If your luncheon tablemate has this look in her eye...change tables.

    Thursday, June 04, 2009


    You can't beat delicious, no-fat AND simple to fix. This cake brings it all!
    1 can (20 oz.) Dole Crushed Pineapple, undrained
    1 pkg. (3.4 oz.) Vanilla Flavored Instant Pudding
    1 cup thawed Cool Whip Free Whipped Topping
    1 Angel Food Cake (can use store bought or make your own)
    Fresh Strawberries and Blueberries

    1) To make filling, mix pineapple and dry pudding mix in medium bowl. Stir in whipped topping.
    2) Cut Angel Food Cake horizontally into 3 layers. Fill layers with filling. Top with fresh sliced strawberries and blueberries. (You can add berries to individual slices if you don't want to put them on cake for storage.)
    3) Chill 1 hour and store in refrigerator.
    (And yes, I said it was simple to fix but my husband tried the first time and he'd never used Angel Food cake so he was trying to use the cake exactly as it came out of the pan--upside down--and couldn't figure out why it kept falling over :)).

    Wednesday, May 27, 2009

    Teresa Medeiros's Favorite Guy Candy

    Looking for a few good men? Or a few bad boys? Then enjoy this special gift to all of my readers!

    Monday, May 18, 2009

    Medeiros and Enoch on Star Trek vs Star Wars

    Last year at RWA, Avon gave Suzanne Enoch and I the chance to embrace our inner geeks and fan the flames of our rivalry over Star Trek vs. Star Wars. This was the result.

    Sunday, May 17, 2009

    Teresa Brings You A Sinfully Good Recipe

    Perfect for taking to that next church potluck or cookout! And it really is sinfully delicious although I tend to think anything this yummy must be a gift from God ;)


    2 eggs
    5 ounces of evaporated milk
    4 TBS butter, melted
    1 teaspoon vanilla
    1 1/2 cups sugar
    3 TBS baking cocoa (I used Hershey's)
    1 unbaked 9-inch pastry shell (Deep Dish works fine but cover the edges of your crust with aluminum foil so it won't scorch)
    Whipped Cream or Cool Whip Free
    Chocolate Shavings (optional)

    Heat oven to 350 degrees.
    Whisk eggs, milk, butter and vanilla in a bowl until well blended.
    Mix sugar and cocoa together and add to egg mixture, mixing well.
    Pour into pie shell.
    Bake 30-45 minutes or until a knife inserted near center comes out clean (Mine cooked closer to 45 minutes in a deep dish pie shell with good results but check it sooner.)
    Top each serving with a dollop of whipped cream. (If desired, add chocolate shavings for presentation.)

    Serves 8.

    Wednesday, May 13, 2009


    Well, I wish I could REALLY bring them to your door warm from the oven but you'll have to settle for the recipe:

    2 ½ cups all-purpose flour
    2/3 cup packed light brown sugar
    ¾ cup (1 ½ sticks) butter or margarine
    1 egg, slightly beaten
    2 cups (12-oz package) Hershey's Semi-Sweet Choco Chips (divided)
    1 cup coarsely chopped nuts
    1 can (14 ounces) Eagle Brand milk (can use no-fat version if desired)
    1 ¾ cups (10 oz package) English toffee bits (divided)

    1. Heat oven to 350. Grease 13 X 9 baking pan
    2. Stir together flour and brown sugar in large bowl. Cut in butter with pastry blender or two knives until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Add egg; mix well. Stir in 1 ½ cups choco chips and all nuts. Reserve 1 ½ cups mixture. Press remaining crumb mixture onto bottom of prepared pan.
    3. Bake 10 minutes. Remove from oven and pour Eagle Brand milk evenly over hot crust. Top with 1 ½ cups toffee bits. Sprinkle reserved crumb mixture and remaining ½ cup chips over top.
    4. Bake 25-30 minutes or until golden brown. Sprinkle with remaining ¼ cup toffee bits. Cool completely in pan on wire rack. Cut in bars.

    Very rich and very good!!!

    Tuesday, May 05, 2009


    No one has done more to bring back that "wife beater/tank-top-your-grandfather-used-to-wear" look than Hugh Jackman as WOLVERINE.

    And if you've seen BLADE: TRINITY, you already know that Ryan Reynolds is no slouch in the beefcake department either.

    With that scrumptious voice and dangerous edge, Liev Schreiber is the thinking woman's hero.

    And you know I love me some fine hobbits. Whether stealing our hearts as the loyal and mischievous Merry in LORD OF THE RINGS or breaking them as tortured rocker Charlie Pace on LOST, Dominic Monaghan's baby blues are irresistible.