We’re a couple of weeks out still, but my mind is pretty much made up. Sasquan/WorldCon 2015 is likely off the list for me. The reasons are complicated and I’m going to use this blog post to explore them in a little more detail.
First, while I own a ticket for the whole long-weekend I have no obligations to show up. I’m not on any panels. I’m unlikely to see something I’ve never seen before. And while I’d really love to spend time with my friends and acquaintances from the SFF community there are plenty of smaller venues during the rest of the year where we might catch up. Thus, I’m not particularly motived to go.
Added to this the size of this convention is a bit off-putting for me. There are going to be a lot of random people running around. All of you are going to be talking to one another, constantly and simultaneously, and that’s always been a challenge to my sanity. I’ve been seizure-free for going on two and a half years now, and I’m not very interested in playing with that sort of anxiety right now.
Second, I’ve got another short-story contract due in a narrow window of time. For the past couple of days, I’ve been digging into my idea because, just to satisfy my own requirements for success, it has to be better than my first contribution to the Future Chronicles. And I have to achieve this in fewer words.
Ermahgerd, the story idea I’m working with for Doomsday is, I think, somewhat inspired. I can’t say it’s been a fun story to research or write so far, but I’m fairly certain it will be judged unique amongst its peers and hopefully excellent by its readers.
Third, the Puppy toxicity and melodrama is making it into the real. The screen scrape below is just the first of a creeping passive-aggressiveness I’ve noticed. It appears, to me at any rate, that a number of SP/RP apologists are taking steps to further sabotage the Hugo awards as well as the celebration.
In this case, Antonelli’s “apology” does nothing to fix the situation he created for David Gerrold with Spokane PD. Worse, it pushes the whole of the SFF community just that much further into the fringe in the eyes of the general public.
Stop and think about this for just a moment. Most of us who chose this path, writing for at least part of our daily bread, do so knowing we’re on a very tight budget. That’s not just money and food folks, it’s everything. Something a lot of writers don’t talk about is how they budget right down to the minute because they just don’t have any to spare. I, for one, am keenly aware of when I’m burning time I don’t have.
At present, David Gerrold has to clean up someone else’s mess, thus wasting his precious time, in order to simply enjoy his stay at the convention. That’s not okay ladies and gentlemen. Who’d want that sort of frosting to accompany their cupcake? Not I.
Finally, the part where I take personal accountability for missing Sasquan. Yeah, I failed to properly prepare for the convention this year. I bought my ticket, and thus my voting rights, way back in 2014 when they came on the market. Then I signed up for a bunch of work. I’m on my fourth anthology contribution this year (yeah for me), none of them expected. Then I added buying a house and moving into that house to my unplanned work cocktail. I topped it all off with a bunch of stuff around the house. We’ve got a madrona tree on our property that’s been dead for at least a decade, for instance. I need to take it down before it comes down on its own, thereby negating most of the aforementioned work.
Ultimately, Sasquan just took the back seat to all the other things going on in my life. If (and this is a very big if) I somehow managed to set all of the above aside long enough for me to make hotel reservations, arrangements for child care, and kennel service I’m sure I could come. I’d probably have a kickass time too, even if all I did was hang out in the bar and wait for friends to wander through, but I tend toward the easiest path which, in this case, does not lead to Spokane.