It appears that I’m turning out a fairly prissy etude instead. I don’t mind. It’s cute, I like it, and I think it might work nicely as a cello etude as well, with the left hand removed and everything dropped 19 octaves or so. It’s a bit hard: presto and with right hand work that’s highly dependent on fingering. But I’m enjoying myself.
Yet I am no Boogieman, at least for the moment. We’ll see what happens, but for now I’m not going to try to predict what I’ll write next. I’m never right.