bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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Stories: how to Make them with your Brain

November 30th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Google Image search tells me that this Denimed gentleman and that elephant somehow relate to ‘TV stories’ so I’m just going to roll with that.

Today on I’m back in grade school but it’s for TV, STORIES! Here’s the thing: I don’t think being a good writer necessarily means you’re a good storyteller. Case in point: Brunstetter. Spinning stories into unexpected but truthful places has never been my forte. And so, I’m currently trying to re-train my brain to think what if, what if, what if, to think in turns of cause and effect.  My brain works in terms of moments, words and behavior, and I must figure out how to turn these into, like, THINGS, so that things can HAPPEN that can then make other things HAPPEN. Craig said today, I don’t like stories that start with misunderstandings. Watching some Modern Family last night, I saw a bunch of these kinds of stories. BUT – something about them rang false, or frustrating, because the viewer is just burning with IT’S JUST A MISUNDERSTANDING! JUST TALK TO EACH OTHER! and you kind of want to punch them all in the gullet. So whereas in real life, we very often misunderstand each other – this doesn’t necessarily create a satisfying story. I’m really hoping that I might be able to develop this skill over time, and that it’s not too late for me to re-learn how to think my thoughts? So that I can have a career? And I don’t know, maybe someday, a house? With a garden? And a really nice set of kitchen appliances? And my own library? And a grown up bed?

And dresses?

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November 29th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s the New Girl meets A Room of One’s Own.

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Baby’s First* Parking Ticket

November 29th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

CITY OF LOS ANGELES! How DARE you ticket my car when clearly I’d fed the meter!  Technically, I apparently fed the meter for the space actually behind the space where I was actually parked, but COME ON.

* This does not include the $800 in parking tickets in college that I think my Dad made ‘go away.’ Thanks Dad!

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National Carrie Day

November 28th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Remember that time that Carrie graduated Law School, then got an additional degree from Duke, passed the South Carolina AND New York state Bars, then singled handedly battled the soul-crushing economy with optimism and drive?! Carrie has spent the past few months trying to land a steady lawyer gig. We’ve spent many evenings soothing her angst with cocktails / hot wings but Carrie has NEVER. GIVEN. UP. I’m proud to say that today, she started a job as director of Government Affairs at a small college* upstate, which is kind of even a way better gig than just being a lawyer – as she’ll actually be practicing law, but also using her noggin creatively and creating new programs and I just couldn’t be happier. Lesson, millenials: Good things come to those who go to Duke mixer after Duke mixer, to those who smile through the heartache and frustration, and who follow up on all leads.

* I won’t say which college. As I’ve learned from my friends with ‘real’ jobs (I’m talking to you, teachers! Neuroscientists!), it’s not always appropriate for me to be constantly bloggy of them, as apparently, in the ‘real world,’ you never know what might get you in trouble – whereas in my world, anything I say here just makes me  infinitely more fascinating / laughable.

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Let’s get some Shoes

November 27th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m finally going to tell you how I feel about shoes. I want you to know, I think you’ve been really patient. Basically, I have one or two pair of shoes that I wear constantly, and a few other pairs that I have because I feel like I need them because I’m a girl but never wear (shoes with heels) or shoes that you have to like, sit down and lace up to put on (just not happening.) Eventually these 2 pairs of shoes start to smell like cheese, and about 6 months after that I decide I need another pair. I then spend approximately an additional 6 months wandering through every shoe store ever deciding that THAT shoe looks too much like every other shoe, and THAT shoe is trying to be something it’s not, and that shoe costs half month’s rent, and that shoe was good last year but now it’s passe, until finally I’m like JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING TO PUT ON MY FEET THAT I CAN CONTINUE TO PUT ON MY FEET THAT WILL NOT CAUSE CONFUSION / PROBLEMS / PAIN. Today, I settled on these little brown suede loafers that make me feel polished, pretentious and medieval. Medieval loafers: welcome to the shoefamily. I can’t wait to wear you until you stink of brie.

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November 27th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter


I’m here for about 45 minutes. There’s GAMBLING in the AIRPORT! I will indeed sin in sin city but my sin shall be skittles.

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November 26th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

We all know the age old medieval saying, You’re only as Good as the Cousins you keep. I met up with a bunch O Brays in Annapolis last night. Round this table we have two entrepreneurs, a Psychology student, a cop / retired Marine, a playwright, a Vet’s assistant, a Child Protective Services social worker, and an Air Force Bro. So, considering my cousins, all of my narcissistic writer guilt is officially absolved. (Not really, but I sure do like them, and really admire what they do for the country / people / animals / boobs.)

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November 25th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

This was my first Thanksgiving not with my family (I Annapolised instead) and strange as that was, we were able to connect via the internets. Skype turns to lay person into quite the performer. Not pictured: an impromptu puppet show, air swimming and faux stair climbing, and that time when Pete got out his AK47.

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November 24th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I think I finally get what it’s like, emotionally, to be a parent. I realized late last that I had FORGOTTEN TO BLOG ALL DAY and I was seized with this anxiety / shame / fear like I left my baby in the parking lot at JCPenney’s. Which, in my defense, I have only done like 4 times in the last 4 years. I’m sure the police officer will see my good track record, and understand.

Happy Thanksgiving?

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when the Going gets Tough

November 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

The tough, they get TACO’S.

I do not claim to be enduring anything tough.

But still: I got taco’s. I decided to try this taco stand thing by my apartment today, and I must sayI was pretty intrigued / impressed ( SO GOOD). My mouth was happily afire and the corn tortillas were nice and thick. I might have to keep trying them, and trying them and trying them and trying them, just to like, make sure they’re safe for the public.

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