John Burridge

It's 5:30 AM and I'm sitting on the Amtrak Cascades writing. Well, OK. Blogging. I'm on my way to a Clarion Workshop in Seattle. It's a short one-day session on Sunday that I'm hoping will help me think about characters more effectively.

The trip to Seattle should be fun, although the conductor has warned us that there's some sort of baseball game and that the (relatively) empty car will fill to capacity once we get to Tacoma. So I should probably write now while I have the luxury of a table to myself. (And while the wi-fi is still good.)

Linda, an old Reed Psychology friend, is planning to meet me at the station, and we'll catch up. I will try to connect with other Seattle friends at Olympic Pizza this evening.

I stumbled across this photo of Mark and myself in Seattle on Oct 3, 2009. I don't have too many photos of the two of us because I'm usually the one behind the camera. Something about this picture captures our respective attitudes toward posing for pictures, and provides a glimpse into our characters.

Imagining what we might be thinking made me smile.