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ABOUT ME

Short bio:

Teresa Frohock has turned her love of dark fantasy and horror into tales of deliciously creepy fiction. She is the author of Miserere: An Autumn Tale and has a short story, “Naked the Night Sings,” in the urban fantasy anthology Manifesto: UF. Another story, "Love, Crystal and Stone" appears in The Neverland's Fantasy Anthology. Teresa lives in North Carolina where she has long been accused of telling stories, which is a southern colloquialism for lying.

The long version:

Raised in a small town, Teresa Frohock learned to escape to other worlds through the fiction collection of her local library. Although Teresa has been reading fantasy and science fiction since she was twelve, her fascination with the grotesque extends back into childhood. Whenever she went to a carnival, she was the first one at the tent that housed the freak-show. She wanted to see the two-headed (chicken, snake, fetus, fill-in-the-blank) and was always disappointed when it wasn't alive--it seemed like such a rip-off.

Her author photo is very formal. What you can’t see in that picture is that she is wearing jeans and boots. Teresa always wears boots except when it’s 90+ degrees outside, then she wears sandals and wishes she was wearing boots. Next time she has her picture taken, it will be in front of the old pick-up truck so you can get a better read on her personality.

Over her life, Teresa has been employed as a waitress, a DJ, a newspaper carrier, a factory worker, a legal assistant, a community workforce instructor, and finally as a cataloger in a community college library. She loves her job and gets to work with some really super people. If you have something bad to say about community colleges, don’t say it to her.

Teresa lives in a very rural area, which is sometimes good, sometimes boring. During her youth, her life was very, VERY exciting. she did a lot of exciting things, met a lot of electrifying people, engaged in a lot of stimulating activities, and saw things that would send most sane people howling into the woods.

She has had enough exhilaration for one lifetime and the brain damage to prove it. Given that self-preservation has never been one of her strong points, Teresa is lucky to be alive. It’s someone else’s turn. Have fun and tell them Teresa sent you, just don’t call her if you get into trouble. She is not running a bail-bond service.

People who know Teresa claim that she is warm and has a sense of humor. She thinks her personality can better be described as sharp and being around her is a little like biting on tinfoil. You’ll have to make your own determination.

Teresa has a profound hearing impairment. She won’t make a big deal out of it if you won’t. It just means that sometimes she mispronounces words she has never heard and there may be times she’ll have to ask someone else to tell her what you’ve said if your voice goes out of her hearing range. She depends almost entirely on lip reading.

Remember: enunciation is your friend.

By late afternoon and evening, Teresa has a very hard time concentrating. Lip reading all day takes a lot of concentration, and she gets tired, so she’ll have a more difficult time with afternoon and evening conversations. That’s all. Bear with her, your words are important to her or she wouldn’t go to all this trouble to understand you.

If she is coming to your con, she may ask if you have assistive listening devices available for the workshops. Please don’t panic. This does not mean she is going whip out a copy of the ADA and whap you over the head if you don’t; it just means that if you do, her ability to hear what’s going on might be easier. Most workshop rooms at cons are intimate enough that all she has to do is sit up front. That’s cool too. She just doesn't know until she asks.

No. Teresa doesn't know sign language. Neither do you, and even if you do, she doesn't.

Neither her religion nor her politics are any of your damn business.

Her hair is starting to turn silver and she likes that.

Her eyes are hazel. She likes that too.

Teresa was raised in North Carolina, lived in Virginia and South Carolina before returning to the Piedmont, where she currently resides with her husband and daughter. Teresa has long been accused of telling stories, which is a southern colloquialism for lying.

Representation:

Represented by Marlene Stringer, The Stringer Literary Agency.

Miserere: An Autumn Tale is represented by The D4EO Literary Agency, please direct any inquiries to Bob Diforio.