Touched for the very first time

When I read Iris Murdoch's Under the Net, I was consumed with jealousy that she'd written such a fabulous 1st novel. When I found out that it was actually her fifth, just her first published work, I became cloaked in a bit of schadenfreude, I admit. But many writers I've read about and talked to say their first published novel was not their first written. It just makes me wonder what exactly makes a first novel a first novel, and I like to wonder.
My first novel, in case you're curious, was written at the age of 19 in my bedroom by my kid's crib. If I had to summarize it, I'd say it's about an abused teenage mother telling her unborn fetus, over the period of a single night, the story of its ancestors. It borrowed heavily from the Sheherazade/Duniazad frame. Maybe someday I'll put it online for fun, but I'm glad it never went out as my first novel.
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