This post was originally published in the June 2025 issue of Watch The Skies
This past Memorial Day weekend I was once again a panelist at a live, in person science fiction convention. I attended Balticon 59 and had a very good time. As happens with my musings, the time between the event and the actual writing of my report will cause some of the be details that are hazy and that will make the summaries shorter than they may have once been. This year also included a little more distance for me as I missed Balticon 58 (I was out of the country). It was good to be back.
The con took place May 23 – 26, 2025 at the Renaissance Baltimore Harborplace hotel, right in the middle of Inner Harbor. The location continues to be a daunting expense. The hotel itself is expensive. Parking is generally expensive as well, but the con made arrangements for a deal with the parking company and that worked out well again. I was able to save a fair amount of money compared to past years by setting up my parking in advance. The area itself, the places around the con, is all but dead. All but a very few businesses in the area are gone. The restaurant choices were thin and did not lend themselves to quick con based meals. I thought of using my “in and out” privilege for parking to go someplace for food, but the traffic was an absolute nightmare. There were three other large events going on in the immediate area over the same time frame, adding to the challenge. The absolute lack of options was one of the most daunting aspects of attending. The room, the amenities and the rest of the hotel related things were pretty standard.
Checking in this year was the smooth. I was in and out of the registration area very quickly. The set up / arrangement of the convention spaces was the same as years past, including splitting the dealer’s room into two different spaces. The set up has become pretty standard.
Being in person for the con has definitely changed. The set up and division of panels between in person and virtual is better than it was in the past, but as with anything there was room for improvement. I’d brought my own laptop along and set it up in my hotel room, but didn’t in fact need it for any panel. I did use it to run a game virtually, but that was only tangentially related to one of my panels (Knights of the Virtual Table). I attended a couple of the panels being run both live and virtual. Hats off to the tech team for making that work. Keeping the tech connected is a big deal and the volunteers seemed to have pulled it off quite well.
There were a lot of new faces at the convention. One report I read stated the convention attendance was the highest it’s been since before the pandemic, and I believe it. I’ve written other places about the struggles of conventions in the science fiction community. I’ve had the drama of Balticon bounce off me and I’ve seen the effect on other creators. This has made a profound shift in the names and faces of the con. The complete lack of attendance of my friend group was even more evident this year. My family didn’t attend. People I always went to dinner with didn’t attend. People I’d sit and share a drink with or bump into between panels weren’t there. I was deeply saddened to learn of the passing of an artist I’d spent time with at many a con. He was a great guy and I will miss him. I was able to go to dinner one night with old friends, but that really was the limit. Four days and only interactions in passing. I was adrift and on my own. I missed the convention experiences of old. I tried to reach out and connect, but there wasn’t some kind of grand connection. It definitely tinted my thoughts on the con.
Despite being socially adrift, it was a good con for me. I got to speak about gaming on a bunch of panels, and learned a handful of things from wonderful fellow gamers and creators. I intend to use this year as fuel for next year. It’s the 60th next year and I suspect it will be a big deal. I’ve got a lot of work to do before then. It was good to be back. I hope and look forward to doing it all again next year.






