Celebrating 100 Books With B.J. Daniels!
IRON WILL is my 100th book with Harlequin.
It boggles my mind, too. It seems like just yesterday that I sold my first one, ODD MAN OUT.
People are often amazed that anyone can write 100 books. They ask, “How did you do that?”
Well, I say, “I wrote one, then I wrote another one and twenty-five years later I’m still writing books because I love what I do.”
Also I come from a family of storytellers. In other words, my Johnson side has trouble telling the truth. As my uncle Jack used to say, “If you’re going to tell a story, why not make it good?”
So I grew up listening to their tall tales around a campfire, first in Texas and then in Montana, where I’ve lived since I was five.
Making up stories comes naturally to me. It’s the way my mind works. I check the backseat of my car at night before I get in, I see someone opening his car trunk out in the woods, I hear a man on the television begging for his missing wife to be returned to him—and in each case, I immediately have a story begin to take shape in my imagination. It’s why I can scare even myself.
What if there is someone in my backseat hiding because he knows I have a secret of my own? What if there is a body in the trunk of that car and now the driver has seen me? What if the man on television killed his wife and he had a good reason?
I live in a world of what-ifs. There is always more to the story.
When I started IRON WILL, I knew that Hank Savage had lost the love of his life, Naomi, and hadn’t been back to Cardwell Ranch for three years because of it. Did I mention that I write by the seat of my pants—meaning, I don’t plot? I write and as my fingers hit the keys, the story begins to unfold.
As I wrote Hank Savage’s story, I discovered that Naomi had committed suicide—or at least that was how his father, Marshal Hudson Savage, had ruled her death. Hank has never accepted that and is back to prove his father wrong because he believes she was murdered.
And to help him, he’s brought along Frankie, a female private investigator. Frankie is posing as his new girlfriend because he doesn’t want anyone to know what he’s up to—especially the father he is estranged from.
This book made me question how well we know even those that we love. That question comes up all the time when we hear about a loving husband killing his wife or girlfriend. Clearly she never saw that side of him coming.
So I wondered how well Hank actually knew Naomi. He believed she would never kill herself—especially the way she did, jumping off a cliff into the Gallatin River. So what possessed her to even be on that cliff that night?
Add to that, Hank feels as if he can sense Naomi’s spirit begging him to find out the truth. Spooky. He is soon to learn that he just might not have known her as well as he thought.
Then there is Frankie, a down-to-earth, strong, capable, determined woman—with dangerous secrets of her own.
I had great fun with this story filled with secrets, lies and betrayal. Some secrets, as we storytellers all know, can get you killed.
Don’t worry. Ultimately, it all ends happily. But sometimes, especially after I finish a book like this one, I look at my husband and wonder. 🙂
About Iron Will:
Hank Savage has always believed his old girlfriend was murdered. Now he’s come home to Cardwell Ranch and, with the help of PI Frankie Brewster, is determined to find the killer. Trying to keep their feelings at bay, Hank and Frankie quickly learn that every lead reveals a life steeped in secrets—and danger. And that someone from Hank’s past will do anything to keep the truth from being revealed.