I’ve been told repeatedly that second children are easier. As the mother of an only child, I must assume that’s true. Perhaps I’ll have the privilege of witnessing this phenomenon when I have grandchildren.

While being a grandmother is one of the highest goals on my life list, the statement about second children is the lead-in for what this blog post is actually about. For, you see, I have birthed another type of child. One that took me eight years to incubate, so to speak, until it was ready to be presented to the world.

I’m talking about my first novel, Realm. Oh, how I fretted and paced and cried over that book while making it reader-worthy. BookBaby, through whom I published Realm, was with me every step of the production process like a publishing doula. Many of the encouraging e-mails I received from them had the subtle message, “Breathe, just breathe. You’re doing great. We’re almost there.”

I can laugh about this now even though the memory of presenting Realm to the public was not unlike placing my beautiful newborn on a table and saying, “Okay, people. Tell me what’s wrong with my perfect baby.”

There were pre-publication blog posts, cover reveals, teaser videos, and a book launch party that satisfied me as much as my baby shower. It really was spectacular, but hey, I’m not bragging. Grandma just wanted her first child’s first book to come into this world with a bang! And we did have such fun that day. The memory still brings a huge smile to my face when I relive every special moment.

Realm was well received at every book signing, and Realmers, fans of the book, were incredibly supportive. I advertised on social media throughout the first year with posts tailored to the month, especially if a major gift-giving holiday occurred. It was so much fun passing these milestones with my first novel.

One of the best parts was taking a small break from writing as I basked in the glow of my first publication. But as Realm gently aged, I returned to writing because I had a desire to satisfy and a longing for another baby. I mean novel.

It turns out that the story I began in Realm wasn’t over. In fact, in many ways, it had just begun. What an exciting fact to discover! I had more energy and creativity within me just bursting to come out. Such a blessing from Adonai, especially when He had already answered my prayers concerning Realm.

And so, slowly, another written work began to take shape. The funny thing is that I always knew the story even before I believed it would become a reality. There were no big announcements, no pre-publication activities, and only a handful of people even knew of its existence. Still, it was no less special in my heart than Realm.

But it has been a whole lot easier this time around.

Don’t get me wrong; I have had a couple knee-jerk moments where my primary beta reader had to give me a hearty shove between my shoulders via a text message. He’s really good at that, which is probably why I admit to him when I’m freaking out about something.

The thing is, I might have forgotten to mention to everyone asking, “When is your next book coming out?” that it’s right around the corner. Literally any day now. Maybe any moment. BookBaby has been working on it for several weeks, and that was after the years of initial creation, four beta readers and my editor combing through it, and two additional read-throughs by me.

I don’t love this novel any less, but I can’t pretend it isn’t a second child. I’m a lot calmer this time around with fewer panic moments. Sure, I questioned my parenting—I mean writing—behind the scenes as my husband can attest, but balancing those few down moments with the multiple pleasant surprises I’ve had with this book has added to my writing experience in a positive way.

I’ve learned quite a bit too. And I’ve grown as a parent—writer! I’ve grown as a writer. Anyhow, this analogy has been enjoyable, so without further ado, I present to you . . .

Yeah, if you want to see the cover of my new novel, you’re going to have to like and share this blog post. I’m thinking at least one hundred hits across all my social media should just about do it. We can’t let the second child feel unappreciated, now can we?

Journey on, Realmers!