Person or persons one has crushlet(s?) on write, with conviction and effort, paying attention to the quality of the output. And therein one has found a new direction: elements of shame will come into play (dear gawwwd I'm a terrible poet) and so will the desire to impress, and to prove oneself. Which means there will be more editing, more thinking (lolz), actual commitment to quality, and attention to subtext. Since products are not particularly good by themselves, even more experiemental stuff might be produced, so there's nothing similar to compare against? We will see.
For now, it's up, up and ahead.
PS:
This is going to be a long PS.
During a conversation with AyD that happened a long time ago, she mentioned a coworker who liked her, and I later referred to it as a 'crush'. To which she said 'Crush re. Hah, what are we, 19?'. I mention this because while crushes may be a thing for hormonal high schoolers, we adults(!) do retain the rights to secret (ish?) crushlet(s?).
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