The Cancellation of ConBust.

I learned yesterday that ConBust, one of my favorite conventions of the year, has been canceled in 2020 due to concerns over the spread of Coronavirus. I completely understand and respect the decision, but I’m still very sad.

I’ve spoken a lot about ConBust over the years. It’s a tiny, tiny show that takes place in a small building on a college campus. The “artist alley” and “dealer’s room” are cleared-out classrooms, and all the panels are held in other classrooms and a pair of lecture halls. It doesn’t make the news, and I’ve never made a lot of money exhibiting there, but it’s one of my favorite shows of our convention circuit because it has tremendous spirit and heart.

ConBust is where I go to speak on unique panels with passionate attendees. ConBust is where I go to have memorable conversations in a relaxed atmosphere with fellow exhibitors and eager con-goers. ConBust is where I go with my wife to enjoy some nerdy couple-time. ConBust has become the first stop on our convention circuit these past few years, and the spirit of its panels has fueled my excitement for the year of conventions to come. I’m really, really going to miss it this year.

It could be worse. ConBust hasn’t been permanently canceled and with luck they’ll invite me back for 2021. The cancellation is happening over concerns of a freaking pandemic, not the result of poor convention management or a lack of interest. I’m going to do my best to focus on the silver lining here…

…but I’m still super bummed.