bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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today, on fresh thoughts

May 11th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

As part of an ongoing effort to explore different parts of California,  and force my brain to think newer and larger thoughts, I have hightailed it up to Santa Barbara for a day /night  to write,  by which I of course mean, go wine ‘tasting’ to the point where I am so joyful and full of Rose that all of the retired folks at the bar around me must hear my life story and I fall asleep in a facemask, surrounded by peanut M&Ms. Also known as: yesterday. But today: one stroll and one bikeride by the beach later, I already have not one but TWO half-baked television ideas about donuts, and have spent a good half an hour wondering how miraculous it is that children’s brains form, like at all, to the point where they can point at me and say, she is on a bike! And know that I am a she, and that is a Bike.

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HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN

May 10th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am technically off work right now, and yet my life looks like this:

Because somehow, without the structure of a place to go at an appointed time / a lunch break / work til six / structure that I lament when I have it — I COMPLETELY LOOSE ALL OF MY MIND AND ALSO FORGET HOW TO WRITE WORDS DOWN AND INSTEAD JUST SHOUT AT MYSELF IN RED INK LIKE A SERIAL KILLER.

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CAKEHOUSE

May 9th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Morrison dreamt that we went to look at a house and the house was made of pink lemonade cake, which I can only interpret not as a waking fever dream caused by hunger and / or indigestion but as a TIME TRAVEL GLIMPSE INTO OUR ACTUAL FUTURE.

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Occasionally

May 8th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes, one must exchange one’s usual world and routine for a blue wig and spend the day frolicking around Ru Paul’s Drag Con, putting glitter all over your face, chasing around a particular queen for a picture because she bears an uncanny resemblance to your ex-boyfriend.

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Luck.

May 7th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

I could spend some words and time rambling here about how my Mom loves and loves hard every day, how regardless of where her children are and what they are doing, she manages to support them in large and small ways, how she exhibits a selflessness that is not only aspirational, but nearly seems made up, but is so very real. But for the sake of time, I will just leave this picture of this soothing lavender gift basket my Mom sent ME, because she was ‘thinking of me on Mother’s Day,’ and just let it speak for its self. Gift Basket, after you:

Gift Basket: ‘DO YOU SEE WHAT’S HAPPENING, HERE?’

Me: I do, Gift Basket.

Gift Basket: YOU ARE SO LUCKY.

Me: …..I know.

Gift Basket: I FEEL LIKE YOU’RE NOT REALLY GETTING IT. SOME PEOPLE’S MOTHERS ARE PSYCHO OR DEAD OR PSYCHO AND ALSO DEAD.

Me: Okay, I get it!

Gift Basket: DO YOU? DO YOU?!

Me: YES!

Gift Basket: NEVER FORGET.

Me: Did my mom pay extra for you to shout at me?

Gift Basket: NO THIS IS JUST MY VOICE. NOW PLEASE ESCORT ME TO THE BATHROOM, SO I MIGHT BEGIN MY LIFE’S WORK.

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CINCO DE MAYO, OR:

May 6th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

The one day a year that we all pretend to be well versed in Mexican culture and eat so many chips and so much guacamole that the next morning there’s a carb brick the size of Mexico lodged in our guts and it will be weeks if not months before we want either again, unless of course wait, are those chips the extra salty kind and perhaps is that Guac super chunky and limey OKAY FINE JUST GIVE ME ALL OF THE CHIPS AND GUAC VIVA LA MEXICO I LOVE HISPANICS

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BEER DONKEY! (?)

May 5th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Dad’s coworker sent me this picture of a Beer Donkey from the last wedding she went to (Thanks, Joan!) I am so charmed and also I have so many questions. Does the donkey just carry the beer? Does it deliver the beer to people directly? Is the donkey drunk? IS THE ADORABLE DRUNK DONKEY FOR HIRE OR FOR SALE?! IS IT FREE IN OCTOBER?!

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May the Fourth was with me

May 4th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am proud and also sort of shocked to announce that today marks my ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY with no cigarettes whatsoever. Oh hi, have I never mentioned on here that for years I was violently addicted to nicotine? Because, that’s true. But it’s something I don’t like to talk about because, well, I was deeply ashamed. Still am. Raised in tobacco country and out back behind theaters and Burger King parking lots, smoking thrived. It was something I casually flirted with to perhaps feel important, or bad. And then it just stuck. I was never a huge smoker, but still, it was always there, woven into my stress and heartbreak and fear and writing and how I structured my time, and it would not go away no matter what I did. Because turns out, SMOKING IS HARDER TO QUIT THAN HEROIN, YOU GUYS. But through a combination of guilt, fear, therapy, nicotine gum and a manfriend who loves me and thinks I’m gross when I smoke, I can now say: ONE YEAR. Sure, sometimes when I see someone smoking I kind of want to smack the cigarette out of their hand and into my mouth, breathe in deep. Sure, I still have a buzzing between my eyes that basically will not go away. BUT:  I AM FREE. Deep inhale; deeper exhale.

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Acquisitions

May 3rd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

When I start to want something, I start to see it everywhere, note its qualities. First it was boys and whether or not they were wearing wedding rings, then it was cars and whether or not they had leather interiors. Now that I have hit the jackpot in both Boy and Car, I WOULD PLEASE LIKE A HOUSE. And so I leer at them everywhere I go. I note their qualities. Whether or not there is a porch or front yard, whether there is garage space, what its down payment might be, if I could ever in a million years afford it, its window panes, its columns, its french doors and its trees. I dream about its kitchen. Does it have an island for cooking? IS THERE A FARMER’S SINK? IS THERE A WALK IN CLOSET THAT YOU CAN WALK INTO? IS IT SINGLE? WILL IT EVER BE MINE?

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A PICTURE OF LIES

May 2nd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Guess what you guys, I LIVE BY THE BEACH TECHNICALLY! (Truth.) And so today, my friend and I went and stood on it.

I call this picture: QUICK TAKE A PICTURE OF ME LOOKING SUPER RELAXED ON THE BEACH AND LAUGHING AT HOW SILLY IT ALL IS WHILE MEANWHILE IN THE INSIDE OF MY HEAD IS EXPLODING WITH ALL OF THE OTHER THINGS I’M SUPPOSED TO BE DOING!

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