Matthew Wayne Selznick

So, Balticon 41 is over, and I’m on my way home. On an airplane, actually, having just taken off from Cleveland. I’ll be in Las Vegas in three hours or so, then, a few hours after that, Ontario, and up the hill to home.

It should be midnight by the time I hit the sack. Maybe later. Since I’ve had since Thursday to acclimate myself to Eastern Time, this means I won’t sleep until three AM. I may try to sleep on the plane; it’s hot and full of people and we’re chasing the sun toward twilight, so I’ll probably nod off eventually.

Meanwhile, though, while the laptop has about ninety minutes of battery power… what about Balticon?

This will be the fifth of these post-convention recaps I do. Portable Media Expo One and Two, WorldCon, Podcamp West, and now Balticon 41. I went because people who are dear to me… and people who are newly dear to me… were going. And while there were remarkable moments at other cons… particularly PME Two and WorldCon, Balticon was more remarkable than not.

In the past, I’ve gone through and made a bullet list of people and events. There’s good reason to do that now. First, though… I want to talk about my soul.

Yes, I know, Matt doesn’t believe in the soul, as Matt doesn’t believe in religion, or god, or an afterlife. So what is the soul to Matt? Is it that thing that causes him to lapse into referring to himself in the third person? Apparently. That’s not all, though.

How about we describe it as the thing in me that feels connected to others; the comfort of friends both new and old – friends as distant as the other side of the country and as close as the speed of light down a wire or through the air. There’s a… fullness in me. A warmth. That’s what I’m taking back from Balticon.

Thursday night to Monday night, this convention was about connection. It was a… convenction? Why not.

See, I generally feel fairly disconnected, physically, from my tribe. I am, in fact. The geographically closest of those who are soul-close to me are six hours away, at least. Skype and Twitter are notes tossed across the classroom because you’re not allowed to get up from your desk… and these conventions are recess, or even those faux-rebellious occasions when the whole class just doesn’t show up for school. I needed to be with my tribe… and this weekend, the tribe became stronger, and larger, and even more important.

Here are some of the moments that fed my soul, made me more complete… moments that in some cases took spider’s thread and tempered it to wound steel. I’ll try to do this in order, but I know that will lapse. I’ll try not to leave anyone out, but I know I will.

• Embracing Mur Lafferty when she stepped out of the car at the airport curb. At last, my friend was real and tangible and there, and it was like I forgot what Christmas was until I went downstairs and saw the presents.
• Shaking hands with Jason Adams, and though we’ve rarely been in contact over the months, slipping immediately into familiarity and camaraderie.
• Meeting J.C. Hutchins a few minutes and a few few terminals later and, over the space of just a few hours, realizing that – physical similarity to an old, lost friend notwithstanding – every powerful, certain assumption I had about his heart and sincerity and open good nature was underestimated, and that this man is my brother.
• Evo and Sheila have long since passed into family in my heart… each time we’re reunited, I feel like minutes have passed, not months. I think that might be why we never manage to say goodbye at the end of almost every one of these things — after all, we’re only going to be a minute!
• Biscuit is a punk rocker, yeah. Nice to meet another old punk. Well, not as old as me…!
• Earl Newton and I need to build something. We’ve got lots of wood and nails, acres of open land… I have a feeling one of these days we’ll lean over a big blank blueprint with our pencils and t-squares. On that day, watch the hell out.
• Being in the same room with Jared Axelrod and J.R. Blackwell bathed me in the promise and power and patience of love. Jared made a gift of his creativity, which was unexpected, unheeded… and unprecedented. J.R. made me leap, not once but three times, and while I groused and play-whined about it, I would have done it from the roof if she had asked. These crazy kids taught me things, and they didn’t even try. “Annnnnndddd….!”
• I met Jack Mangan last year, and for some reason that was the extent of our contact until this weekend. I’m not making that mistake again. Thanks for getting me up on that stage, Jack, and for indulging me Sunday night. Some fallow ground has been turned in me, thanks to you.
• Out of nowhere, I found myself promising Paul Fischer a brand-new song from me to play when my interview on the Balticon Podcast posts later this year. I better find out how much later this year…!
• When I saw Mike Mennega tear up at the end of the Wingin’ It roast, I damn near did, too. I was not involved in the events of early Spring – no more so than most of twelve hundred people were – but I have a pretty good idea of his compassion, and sacrifice, and the depth of his capacity to love. I’m very glad we got to play music together, and talk story over lunch.
• Leann Mabry has jumped off the cliff and she’s growing her wings on the way down. Next time I see here, she’ll be soaring, and I’ll be running to catch up.
• If Phil Rossi is game, “First Of May” won’t be the only time we collaborate long-distance. Need any bass tracks laid down, Phil..? You call me, rock star.
• The same thing goes for Heather Welliver, whose amazing, powerful, defiant voice pushed my own to places it hasn’t braved for many a year.
• Matt Wallace doesn’t know that I want to be as good as he is. Well, now he does.
• Next time Jim Van Verth and I are at the same con together, when he quietly and mysteriously slips off away from everybody, I want to come with him. I get the feeling there are layers to this man… “like a parfait,” to coin a phrase. Plus, if I’m gonna be one of the sailors on the good ship Mur, I want to get to know the anchor.
• Meeting the Press family and Matt was wonderful beyond belief – “Brave Men Run” continues to inspire others, and their love of that book continues to inspire and energize me.
• Christiana Ellis has the moxie and good grace to join the Writers Talking panel… and during her introduction I blank utterly on the name of her podcast novel, which is “Nina Kimberly The Merciless.” I owe you one, Christiana.
• Evangelizing new media and the DIY ethic to James in the hall – also awesome. Another convert, and I can’t wait to see what he does! And James: don’t worry, when I get settled in, I will contact you with details. Or Skype me!
• Command Line, copyfight warrior! He rocked the exhausted, delayed, last panel of the day, and pulled me out of bleary-headed walking sleep into engagement with his clarity. Fight on, brother!
• Rick, Matt, John, Laura… we didn’t have much time during the con, but we had a wonderful time after, didn’t we? We broke bread, and shared, and gently tucked the whole long weekend into bed with heart and trust and honesty.
• Late, late Monday night over Skype, Steve Eley and I took out our pocket knives, pierced our palms, and shook hands. Steve: You need, you ask… I do.

So now I’m writing in the terminal in Las Vegas, and I have one short flight to go in about forty minutes. I’m almost home.

I miss my friends. I miss my tribe. Flying over the green East, headed for the tan and brown West, I realized I don’t need to live in California the rest of my life – I miss forests, and rivers. It’s time to be where my friends are. I need ‘em.

Now… how am I going to be able to afford DragonCon???? My soul demands it… my bank account scoffs.

As some folks know, since April I’ve been doing full-time on-site contract work with a start-up in Santa Monica, California. We went live with our Alpha minutes ago, so I can now lift the cone of silence!

At Mahalo, I’m part of a team helping build the best human-powered search engine. 100% spam-free, with highly focused search results pages on, initially in Alpha, 4,000 topics. Our goal is to create pages for the top 10,000 searches when we leave beta in a year or so.

You may have heard inklings of this (or flat-out leaks) if you’re tech savvy. I gotta say I’m really proud to be part of it all. It’s a whole new scene for me, and the vibe here is right up my alley: lots of group involvement, transparency, and a dedication to creating something that gives back to the community in a way that is different and better than anything that’s come before.

Check it out, and let me know what you think!

SPOILERS AHEAD

I was really excited — really excited — about “Heroes” when I knew it was coming, last fall. For a while — maybe the first four or five episodes — I was hooked and hooked well. It was fun to see all the comic-book motifs being translated, and the cliff-hanger endings were great.

Then… gradually… the comic-book motifs became the tired, worn-out derivative clichés of the genre. And when the cliff-hangers became a little too much like the cheap tricks of the old dime-movie serials (hero falls off a cliff at the end of an episode, hero falls off a cliff but grabs hold of a tree root at the beginning of the next), they lost any suspense or thrill they might have delivered.

When did “Heroes” jump the shark for me? Well, there were a few trial passes up the water ski ramp, but the actual leap was when Linderman, Mom Petrelli, and Sulu turned out to be the puppet masters… add the old black guy, and you’ve got… let’s see… four 1st generation supers who have been manipulating the world for a generation… like the Four Voyagers, from another, far superior work of meta-comics, “Planetary.” Throw in the catastrophic destruction of New York City in order to usher in an era of peace… hasn’t anyone on the “Heroes” creative team read “Watchmen?”

I know Jeph Loeb has. Way to take the easy road, Jeph… if you even had any creative input beyond getting Stan Lee to play a bus driver and arranging the product placement of your own comics.

Some really lame shit in the season finale that irritated me:

• Peter has a “dream sequence” that puts him invisibly back in time so that his hospice patient — one of the four puppet masters, surprise surprise — can dispense some critical wisdom. “How is this happening,” Peter rightly wonders… and the writers tell us, through the Oracle (whoops, wrong old black sage, wrong over-hyped franchise) “does it matter?” Cheap. Lazy.
• Molly, the little girl, reveals next season’s villain (”When I see him… he sees me!!!! It’s Sauron!!!!”) in a sequence that still has attached to it the sticky note from the producers: “Insert set-up for next Fall here.” They could have taken a lesson from the masters of the long set-up, Len Wein and Gerry Conway, and had this worse-than-Sylar villain hinted at months ago, in little dribbles that viewers wouldn’t have even noticed except in retrospect. If they had remembered they had to set something up for next season in the first place.
• The shape-shifting chick reveals a new power — creating the fake dead kid — when it’s convenient to the plot. Up until this point, we’ve been given no clue that this was part of her arsenal, and so it stinks of deux ex machina.
• Nathan Petrelli arrives in time to fly Peter into the stratosphere, where (indestructible!) Peter can blow them both up. Except it was completely unnecessary! So was the tiresome “You know what to do, Claire!” Yeah, Claire, shoot the indestructible boy. See, if Peter really thought he couldn’t handle his go-boom power, why in the hell didn’t he fly himself into outer space, or off to the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, or whatever? He was close enough to intangible man to absorb his power… he could have dropped into the New York bedrock and done a little underground nuclear test. The pivotal, o-so-meaningful sacrifice was meaningless, because it didn’t have to happen.
• Parkman is shot four times, point blank, in the chest, and isn’t DOA.
• Intangible guy is shot once in the chest and is still alive and conscious at least an hour later.

You might be saying, “Dude, Matt, chill out — it’s just a TV show.”

I’m a little pissed, I admit it. Pissed because I started watching “Heroes” with high expectations — Jeph Loeb’s name alone gave me very high hopes, since I’ve read “The Long Halloween,” “Dark Victory,” “Gray,” “Blue,” and “Yellow” many, many times, with admiration. Even though this is the same guy who wrote “Teen Wolf,” I respect his talent.

I’m pissed because “Heroes” will be back next season, while a smart, character-driven, nearly-unpredictable series, “Jericho,” will not. Don’t even get me started on how “Studio 60 On The Sunset Strip” was replaced by “The Black Donnellys,” which had an even shorter run!

I’m pissed because I invested twenty three hours of my life — a whole day! — into something that ultimately let me down. And it didn’t need to be as bad a show as it turned out to be, if the powers than be had taken some risks, or just said “no” to formulas…

Too much to ask?

My own fault for thinking it was possible?

Maybe. But I won’t be watching next season. Too bad I can’t get back the day I lost from this one.

• I can’t wait for Heroes to be finished. Finally. At last. Will I watch next season? Probably not. BORING. #
• @codeshaman: read “watchmen?” read “planetary?” Heroes = VERY derivative! #
• re: Heroes = overrated: will anyone second that? anyone? #
• @codeshaman: I never said it sucks! re: hooks: I’ve seen almost every one coming. Pacing: drawwwwn out to fill a season, even w/ hiatus! #
• @codeshaman: sure, why not! sounds fun! #

Matthew Wayne Selznick will be at BaltiCon, the Maryland Regional Science Fiction and Fantasy Convention at the Marriott Hunt Valley Inn in Baltimore. The convention is from May 25th through the 28th, however Matt arrives in the afternoon of the 24th and will be there until the afternoon of the 29th.

There will be several chances to meet Matt on the New Media track at the convention:

Friday, May 25th:

• 7:00 PM: Self Publishing Panel: With Jason Adams, Mur Lafferty, Earl Newton, and JR Blackwell

Saturday, May 26th:

• 4:00 PM: Earning a Living by Giving It Away: With Nathan Lilly, Evo Terra, Davey Beauchamp, JR Blackwell, and Steve Eley
• 5:00 PM: Podiobooks 102: What Are They And Why Should I Give Away My Work For Free?: With Tee Morris, Evo Terra, Bill DeSmedt, Steven H. Wilson, and Jack Mangan
• 7:00 PM: Writers Talking Live: With guests Mur Lafferty, Steven H. Wilson, Phil Rossi, and others
• 8:00 PM: Geek Fu Action Grip Episode 100 Live: With Mur Lafferty, George Hrab, Command Line, Jim Van Verth, and J.C. Hutchins

Sunday, May 27th:

• 12:00 PM: Podcasting and Music: With Jason Adams, Heather Welliver, Bill Shunn, and Phil Rossi

Monday, May 28th:

• 10:00 AM: Copyright: With Command Line, Jason Adams, J.C. Hutchins, Mur Lafferty

Matt will have lots of copies of the paperback edition of “Brave Men Run - A Novel of the Sovereign Era” available for purchase and autographing. Be sure to say hello!