Wednesday, April 10, 2013

UCF Book Festival


by Catherine Giordano



On Saturday April 13, UCF will host a Book Festival in the UCF Arena.  This is always a fun day with great speakers, a chance to meet and talk with well-known authors at author signings, and of course, lots of books to browse and even buy. And it is all free!

Call me old fashioned, but I love paper books.  I love to touch them, smell them, read them, and put them on my book shelf.  (I have a whole wall of books in my office.) I know e-readers are the future and have a lot of advantages, but I’m just not there yet.

Whatever your preferred method of reading and your preferred genre, you’ll have a great time at the UCF book festival.  Cooking demos, talks about fiction, mystery, history of Florida, romance, children’s events, a poetry reading, and even a poetry slam. 

A few children’s events start at 9 am; the adult events start at 10am. The lectures/readings end at 4pm, but the arena remains open until 5pm.

The only problem is the problem of too much going on at the same time.  It is so hard to choose which event to attend.

I hope to see you there.

For more information, go to http://education.ucf.edu/bookfest/


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Oh, Thank Heavens


by Catherine Giordano

A lot of my very best news print poems are about celestial events. Astronomy is so full of mystery and wonder that it always makes for a great poem.

I think "Flare" is a great poetry, but the image of a lonely orphan planet really gets to me, too.

"Celestial Event" is about the transit of Venus, a very rare occurrence, but it happened last year.

"See the Light" is about the Norther Lights, the aurora borealis

In "A Distant Planet Turns to Dust" you can rad about a plenet disintegrating very, very slowly--another great image. 

Click on the title to read the poems.

March 4, 2012           Flare

May 23, 2012            A Distant Planet Turns to Dust

June 4, 2012             Celestial Event

Nov. 23, 2012           An Orphan Planet

Nov. 25, 2012           See the Light  


I did other news print poems about astronomy, but I didn’t post them.  You can find them in the books.


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Saturday, March 2, 2013

Vocation vs. Avocation

by Catherine Giordano

Has this ever happened to you.  As the “Lovin’ Spoonful” once said (in a different context), “Did you ever have to pick up on one and leave the other behind?”

My vocation my whole life has been market research. I like market research. Some people may think it is boring; not me. I think it is an art form.

There’s an art to designing a good questionnaire. There’s an art to developing a good focus group and then drawing people out to express their opinions while making sure that the focus group experience is an enjoyable one for the participants. There’s an art to taking reams of data or hours of focus group conversation, and “finding the story” (i.e. analyzing the data to find the conclusions).  There’s an art to writing a report that my clients will actually enjoy reading.

And then there is art. When the recession slowed down my market research business, I had the time to turn my attention to a dream that I had long ago set aside. As a little girl, I wanted to be an actress and a writer.

I started writing speeches. There’s an art to writing a good speech. There’s an art to delivering a speech well. It requires a bit of acting talent.

My market research clients often said “good job,” and then gave me a new project.  But the audiences for my speeches applaud, and dozens of people come up to me afterward to say how much they enjoyed my speech and how much they were moved, helped, informed, inspired and entertained by it. And then the program chair invites me to return. Importantly, I get paid to speak. Not enough for me to say I am earning a living from speaking, but nothing shows appreciation like money.

If I could write good speeches, I thought to myself, perhaps I could do other kinds of writing.  I started writing poetry. Many people told me that they liked my poems. I started writing essays (non-fiction creative writing), a little bit of short fiction, and reviews of TV shows. People told me that they liked these also. I have even been published. Alas, I earn writing credits, but not money.

I’ve written a few books and I’ve sold some books. I’ve even gotten a few nice reviews on amazon.com.  Alas, my book sales are not enough to say I am earning a living as a writer.

Since I am not earning a living as a public speaker or as a writer, I must consider these activities an avocation. This brings me to my point.  My market research work has once again become a full time job. Vocation must replace avocation.  Money trumps accolades.

The interval between posts may become longer, but I’ll still be posting.  I hope you will still be reading. And I hope you will continue to find my writing moving, helpful, informative, inspiring, and entertaining.

I am lucky to love both my vocation and avocation.

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

History Repeats Itself

by Catherine Giordano

It’s been two months now since I completed my “News Print Poetry 2012” project. I have been noticing how history repeats itself.

It’s been kind of uncanny.  I will see something in the news and it reminds me of a news pront poem that I did last year.  It often turns out that I wrote that poem exactly or almost exactly a years ago.

It validates the idea behind my project.  I have chronicled a year of history. The echoes of that history still reverberate.

I wonder if those echoes will still reverberate in five years. In ten years.

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Thursday, February 14, 2013

State of the Union Focus

Our unfinished task:
Restore the basic bargain
that built this country—
the idea
that if you work hard,
if you meet your responsibilities,
you can get ahead,
no matter where you come from,
no matter what you look like,
no matter who you love.

Our unfinished task:
Make sure that government works
on behalf of the many,
not just the few.

Barack Obama’s speeches are so poetic that I have to do very little to them to transform them into a poem.

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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Friday, February 8, 2013

Winter Storm Nemo and Other Extreme Weather

I’ve been watching the news on TV.  It’s filled with reports about the blizzard hitting the North East.  They are saying this my be the worst blizzard ever.  It reminded me of another theme of my news print poems for 2012—extreme weather.

Check out these poems.

03/04/12          Twisters Wrath

06/30/12         Colorado Wildfires

07/10/12         Heat Wave

09/31/12         Isaac

10/30/12        Sandy Slams     

Is there anybody left who still denies that global warming is real and that it is causing extreme weather?.                   


A weather map of Winter Storm Nemo--it's huge. 

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Prescient Poems

by Catherine Giordano

As I collect all the 2012 news print poems and format my book I see certain themes arise for the year. One of them obviously is the election—an easily predicted theme.

A less predictable theme is gun control and mass shootings. 


I did a couple of poems about gun control in June and July.

            June 1, 2012                         Guns

 July 14, 2012                        Gaps and Guns


And then the mass shootings started to happen.  As I did the first poem, I never imagined how many more I would be doing on this topic. Four in all, culminating with the most horrific, the Newtown massacre.  

            July 21, 2012                        Terror Unfolds in Colorado

 August 8, 2012                     Sikh Killings

            August 25, 2012                   Empire State Gunman     

            December 15, 2012             A Teary Obama (About Newtown)


Each time I called for gun control laws.  I’m thinking about their old protest song we used to sing about war, “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”  The refrain is: “When will they ever learn?  When will they every learn?

Update 09/17/13: Today I have to update the list for the Navy Yard Shooting.


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