Wednesday Spotlight

Today’s spotlight is on Teresa Howard. Teresa  is the author of seven romance novels.  Five are historical romance and two are time travels.  They are “Cherokee Embrace,” “Desire’s Bride,” “Velvet Thunder,” “Yesterday’s Promise,” “Wings of Love,” “Confederate Vixen,” and “For Love Alone.”

Teresa has always been a romantic.  From the time she was a child, she sat in the shade of a giant oak, traveling to distant destinations, meeting amazing people, experiencing the love that grows between them.  When Teresa was in high school, male friends would ask her to write love notes to their girl friends on their behalf.  They claimed that thpublicity picey benefited greatly from her efforts.  The girls were none the wiser.  They simply were amazed at the sensitive, romantic boys they dated.

Teresa’s mother, Nelda Kinney Ingram, suffered from breast cancer.  For eight months, Teresa was by her mother’s side.  During that time, she read over two hundred romance novels.  When her precious mother died, she was buried on a Friday. Teresa took pencil and paper and began her first novel.  The first scene she wrote was the account of the death of the hero’s mother.  Sometime later, “Cherokee Embrace” was complete.  It sold to Kensington Publishers.

It is almost impossible for an author to sell the first book he/she writes.  Teresa says she is greatly blessed; she has written seven novels and all of them have been published.  A point of interest: the scene of the death of the hero’s death (in “Cherokee Embrace”) did not make it into the final book.  It was simply too personal.

Teresa is a member of Georgia Romance Writers, Romance Writers of America, 2010’s Hilton’s Woman of the Year, and Professional Women’s Association to name a few.

She lives in Georgia with her husband, Dr. George E Howard, and enjoys collecting crosses, teddy bears, doing yoga and watching romantic movies.  George and Teresa met when he was Teresa’s major professor at the University of Georgia.  While getting her masters degree in New Testament and Early Christian Literature a love of epic proportion was born.

But that’s a romance left to be shared another day…

I understand your reluctance to include the death scene. It is cathartic to write about deeply personal things, but they may not be something we want to share with the public. Now help us visualize a little. What does your writing area look like? 

My office is in the sunroom with large windows on every wall.  It makes for a very bright and cheerful area.  My desk is white.  The furniture is brick red with white side tables, TV case, white and glass coffee table.  It is actually the largest room in the house.  Also, I write in the den area of my bedroom.

It must be a huge bedroom! While writing there or in the sunroom, how do you come up with titles and character names?

I customarily come up with romantic titles.  Kensington Publishers changed my titles on my first six books.  Astraea accepted my title “For Love Alone” for my new release.  As for character names, I like to use the names of family and friends.  Often, I have to use names popular in the Victorian era since I write Historical Romances.

What advice do you have for aspiring writers?

To go for it and believe in yourself.  It’s important to write five days a week, even if it’s just a few paragraphs. Often times, I use two main plot themes in my books.  One, that I already know about (like medicine) and one that I have to research (such as era in which story occurs.)  Reading is also very helpful, especially other authors whose books are in your genre.  Many authors suggest joining groups such as Romance Writers of America.  I am a member of a jillion of these groups now, but I wrote my first book without a critique group or a member of any writing group.  Finally, I suggest you write your first book until it’s complete and when you have an offer for it, use it to get an agent.  Contact an agent and tell hin/her you have a contract offer.  Bless you all!

Good advice! You said reading is helpful. What author (dead or alive) would you most like to meet?

Margaret Mitchell

Yes, I’d love to know how she came up with the character of Scarlet OHara. Now, for a change of pace, what is something unique about you that others don’t  know?

I have a Masters Degree in New Testament and Intertestamental Literature, am a liscensed/ordained minister, and married my major professor in graduate school.

Now that is interesting! What do you love that most people don’t  like and wouldn’t understand why you do?

Performing weddings.

I think that would be both fun and rewarding. Now we’re almost finished.

What is your favorite:


 Season: Summer

 Food: Protein Bars

Movie: Where The Boys Are

Music:Golden Oldies

 Place you’ve visited:London

 Place you’d  like to visit: Hawaii

Thank you, Teresa. Please tell us a little about the new book.

Summer changes like a shifting kaleidoscope from a naïve southern belle to the elusive Duchess of Tyndale to a mother, to a widow.  Through it all, she loves one man, Lord Charles Zachery Clayton.  Will she ever possess him as her own?

Since Summer was little more than a toddler, she held a special place in Chaz’s heart.  Indeed, she has been a guiding force throughout his life.  But will she ever be his wife?

Summer and Chaz share joy, loss, danger, tragedy and rebirth.  Through it all, their loves thrives.  But the road to their happily ever after is strewn with obstacles.  Will their love survive the challenges that face them?

In a world where marriage is a matter of politics and property, can they ever marry for love alone?


Excerpt from “For Love Alone”

“Why didn’t you tell her how you feel?” Nate asked once they were alone.

Skye’s despair turned to anger. Tears welled in her eyes. She dropped her gaze to hide her feelings and stared at the hands clutched in her lap.

“What would you have me say, Nate? Would you have me beg and plead? Wail like an infant because I am being sacrificed to a man old enough to be my father? Sacrificed so that I might erase the scandal created by my father, a man whose only sin was wanting to be loved by a flesh and blood woman other than his daughters, the father who promised that I could marry for love alone, even if he did not. Especially since he did not.”

“Well, I wouldn’t put it quite that way. She is our mother, after all. But you might have mentioned that you are opposed to this marriage.”

Skye felt her brother looking down upon her. She couldn’t bear to meet his gaze. He would see her pain. And no one must see her pain. “I mentioned it often enough to have postponed the event for five years. Not an easy task considering Tyndale’s desire for an heir. An heir I will strive to give him.”

Placing his gloved hand beneath her chin, he lifted her face. “You’re following the same path as Father. An arranged marriage, devoid of love. It can only lead to disaster.”

She covered his hand with her own. “No. I will not make Papa’s mistakes. I am stronger. I must be. Mother needs this alliance with Tyndale. Papa’s—” her voice broke “—death and betrayal destroyed her safe, secure world. She can’t leave this house for the scandal he created.”

Her grip tightened unconsciously. “Gracious Nate, he died in another woman’s home — one that he provided for her. As a Christian, I don’t judge him. After all, I don’t know what was in his heart at the moment of his death. And as a daughter, I make allowances for him. I loved and respected him. I always will.”

Though her words were powerful, her voice was flat, as if she were bloodless, dispassionate. So unlike the girl she had once been. She could see worry reflected in Nate’s eyes. But this was her way of coping with the pain… the loss… the future.

“As a woman, I understand mother’s position. She has to get away from here, but it can’t look like she’s running away.”

“Surely things are not bad enough to send the two of you fleeing across the sea.”

“You have to know what mother’s been through to understand. Her dearest friends pity her. You know mama’s pride. She can’t bear the shame. She’s hurt and she’s scared and she’s desperate.”

Unconsciously, she straightened, trying to appear more substantial than she felt. “She wasn’t reared to withstand a scandal like this, and she certainly wasn’t reared to live in a world where Yankees might burn the house down over our heads at any moment.”

Pain darkened her gaze. “And tomorrow, after Tyler joins you in this insane war, strangers will run Crimson Hills. Strangers, Nate. Mama can’t bear to see that. If I marry his grace and mama accompanies me to England, she can come home one day, after the war, when it’s safe… after the scandal dies down. When you boys are home to take care of her and Crimson Hills, she can return in triumph, as the mother of a duchess.”

Nate pulled her to her feet. He held her by the shoulders, looked deep into her eyes, trying to see into her very soul. “What about you, birdie? Marriage is forever. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?”

“I will do as I must.” When he made to argue again, she pressed her fingertips against his lips. “Please Nate, I’ve accepted my fate.” Her voice broke slightly. “Don’t make this any harder for me than it already is.”

Nodding, he kissed the tips of her fingers then brought her hand to his heart. “You are a remarkable woman, Skye Danvers.”

“I pray to God Almighty that you are right.”

“I’m always right.” He dimpled.

She smiled as he intended. “I love you, Nate.”

“And I love you, Skye birdie.” His gaze suddenly turned mischievous. “You haven’t asked when your prospective bridegroom will arrive.”


“He won’t.”

“I don’t understand.”

“He sent someone to stand proxy in the ceremony.” He paused for emphasis. “An old friend of yours.”



Skye felt a sense of foreboding.

“Tyndale was occupied with affairs of state and unable to leave the Isle. So he asked Chaz…”

Skye no longer heard her brother for the roar in her ears. It was the far side of too much. The same afternoon Chaz had stolen her heart, her sixteenth birthday, he had made her promise to marry for love alone. Now he would make that an impossibility. A fist of betrayal squeezed her heart. Her last girlhood dream slipped through her fingers.

But she twitched not so much as an eyelash.

Wonderful! You can feel the tension. Where can we buy “For Love Alone?”

Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and my website.

Where can we find out more about you?

My blog/website is








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