To many, it may seem unbelievable or somewhat exaggerated that for the author, any author, whether small or large, it makes absolutely no difference; all of their writings hold the exact same place in their soul and heart, in their mind and thought, as their biological children, meaning that they are also "their children."

They are the "written" children of the author, whom they love and cherish, take pride in and long for, just as they enjoy and love their biological children, because these "written" children emerged from the same womb, the same mind, and the same soul!

They too are blood of theirs since the ink that flowed from their pen while they were writing them, when, I mean to say, they were "giving birth" to them, was nothing other than true, bubbling blood drawn from their heart!