Workshop, plus bonus Scene

So tonight my writing class workshopped the first part of James Eyre. It was kind of a weird experience because it was a WIP and also only a couple familiar with what I was really doing/time period, and for feedback I sat there and kept quiet while people said this or that which wouldn't have been an issue if they were more familiar with 19th c. stuff. (Fairy references, btw? Not humorous. Actually kind of threatening and implying sexual deviance.) When I did explain a little bit at the end, it was suggested I could explain some things like the fairy reference via footnotes, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. Very meta and postmodern and this is, y'know, unironically 19th c.

So. Several helpful things were said, but some things, not so much. Must contemplate.

Anyway, we also have a weekly assignment to write at least a couple hundred words of something for weeks when we aren't workshopping. So here's a scene of--something--I banged out over my post-class snack just now:

I’d all but inhaled the rice and fish because I was so hungry, so the daifuki afterwards is a relief. No one else wants theirs—glutinous rice and red bean paste and black sesame seeds aren’t the ideal dessert for most Americans—so by default I end up with my share and then some.

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