That little
girl over there slipped up on me when I was least expecting her. It happened
late one evening, when I got to fooling around, like how things usually go, when one thing led to the next, and the next thing I heard, oops, a
few weeks later I was counting 19 children in all.
This one
came into the world something like Something Xtra Wild, Pleasure, and Atlóta—easy. It's
one reason why, just like real childbirth, I could never advise anyone on the
process of giving birth to a book. Each one is different. Not all deliveries are as easy, the one aspect
I'm coming to really appreciate about writing. Yes, the planning process and marketing
of each book is arduous, but writing (as if I'm doing all that much too hide the fact), is a great joy.