Oatmeal Pie Mug Cake

I’ve been making  mug cakes lately. Have you heard of them?  Every day for brunch I make a new one. Yes, I eat brunch everyday. Who says it’s just a Sunday thing? Anyways, I have been experimenting with different ingredients. I haven’t been getting enough protein lately, so I have been adding a nice dose of vegan protein. I’ve also been adding a nice, healthy dose of chia seeds everyday. I’ve been working on the ingredients so that I don’t add any empty calories. The picture below was one of the best ones I’ve created. It was more of an oatmeal pie mug cake. I used a ground up oatmeal packet, chia seeds, vegan protein, almond coconut milk, and a pear (not shown), instead of sugar. All in all it had about 250 calories, but all good for you calories. image1.JPG

I am still working on creating other kinds of mug cakes. As soon as I have enough money to go grocery shopping again, I’ll update with some better ones (and better pictures).



Money Life

So, I haven’t updated in a very long time, and I guess it is about time for me to update about what is going on with my life and career and whatnot. A lot has been going on in the midst of this plateau I’ve been squatting in for this past year. Acting wise it feels like I haven’t been doing a whole lot. I did a play last Christmas with Onion Man Productions. Since then, I have just been doing improv at Whole World. Needless to say I have been feeling a little down about it. Life wise, I started making a little bit more money, not much, and we moved into a little cheaper of a place. Unfortunately I am still trying to pay all the fees that go along with moving into a new place, so I am still way behind on that. It gets really hard to not become defeated when you are always broke, and every time you think, yay, I’m catching up,  there is still one more thing left to pay. Oh wait, no two more. One time someone said to me, “Brooke, you have to learn to be happy no matter how much money you have”. It was a server I was working with. One that still lived at home, I might add. I  was so broke at the time, I didn’t even have money for food. He made me so mad in that moment. He didn’t really understand what I was going through. And honestly physically it is very hard to be happy with no food. I mean your brain chemistry needs certain things to make you happy.

I am getting off on a tangent, sorry about that. But maybe, he did have a point is what I am trying to say. Actually, I don’t know how I feel about that. I’ll think about it later. My point now that I wanted to make is that, I think I focus too much on money, and that makes me unhappy. Sure its hard to, when you can’t go somewhere because your broke. Or every time someone asks you to go eat, you get a little bit more embarrassed that you do not have the money.

But I am going to start thinking about other things instead of that. Instead of sitting at home staring at my wall, feeling angry that other people know how to make it all work, I’m just gonna get out there and figure out how I can make it work while knowing I have no idea what I’m doing. But something is better than nothing.

acting, talent agency

Fantasy Cover Letter

Sorry, it’s been awhile. Not like anyone reads this though, so I don’t think it matters. I’ve been thinking lately about my quest of getting an agent. I can’t say I’ve tried THHHAAAAT hard. But I have submitted multiple times to agencies that I want. However, I haven’t been very successful. I went through a phase where I thought I’d fight the system and not have an agent. But honestly, I don’t think I’m enough of a “go getter” to do that. I do not work well on my own, and I am not self-motivated.

One of the problems I incur while trying to get an agent (besides never having enough money for those workshops) is the cover letter. I always feel so phony. And if I try to add in my personality I think it sounds ridiculous and like I’m trying too hard. I am not a very professional person. Never have been, don’t intend to start. And I don’t know how to write a cover letter to an agent that reflects me and my attributes. I like to go against the grain. But I think there are plenty of roles that also go against the grain. So, here is what I would love to say in a cover letter but probably never will because its completely and utterly unprofessional and “wrong”.

Dear Wannabe Agency,

Hi, my name is Brooke Spivey, and I am a local actor here in Atlanta. I’ve been trying to break into the Atlanta acting scene since I moved here, after college in 2011. I went to Auburn University for theatre where I received a BFA in performing arts.Since moving here, I have been involved with the ISP cast at Whole World Theatre. You can catch a show I’m in on the first Thursday of every month.

Since moving to Atlanta I’ve been involved with Whole World. I’ve also taken a few classes and workshops. But the main thing I’ve learned is the art of living. How to get by when you can’t get by. I’ve spent the majority of my time trying to get a “day job” that will be sustainable. I’ve learned a lot from this experience. Mainly that I hate day jobs. But also that I’m devoted to this whole acting career. You probably haven’t seen me at any workshops, and you’ve probably not heard my name from anyone (unless you secretly hang out at Whole World), but I’m a damn good asset to have on your register. I’m unique. And quirky. And weird. And you never know what you are gonna get. I guess you could say I’m a wild card.  I’m not in it for my career. I’m in it for my livelihood. And for that, I’d say I’m a pretty good candidate. I like people. I like connecting with people, and I like making people feel. And for the most part, I’d say I’m real and genuine.  I hope you’ll give me a chance.


Brooke Spivey


Full disclosure: Sometimes I  do things just because they’re funny.

dreams, fantasies

My five or ten year plan. Fantasy included.

I’ve always hated that dreaded question, where do you see yourself in five years? I mean doesn’t everyone hate that question? Even in high school I did everything to avoid it. Once for an economics class we had to make a poster of where we saw  ourselves in 10 (or 20 I can’t remember) years. Every single person in class brought a poster with varying photos of  houses, cars, money, children, etc..Except me. I painted a green cardboard poster with the Japanese symbol for peace (or happiness, again, I can’t remember) and I filled in the symbol with different successes I would like to have by then, like self-awareness, enlightenment (I was at least an over achiever), contentment, love, friendships, etc. But nowhere on my poster did I put any photos or ideas for an actual plan. I remember at the time that I simply refused to, and I said that the ideas on the poster represented  my plan of where I wanted to be in the future. Of course I got a 100 because it was brilliant, and no one else thought of it.

But no one questioned me about it. I’m sure they all thought that it was because I was the artsy weird girl in class. After all, the school I went to was very southern and traditional. And a lot of them have acquired what was on their posters.Which is great for them.  But I wanted my goals to be different than that. And I wanted someone to question me so I could rant about how  my poster represented the important things in life, and not materialistic ones.

But really, someone should have just called me on my bullshit.

I didn’t make my poster like everybody else because I didn’t know what to put on it, and I didn’t want to think about it! And I can’t believe it, but I’m still like that. Some say you will never get what you want unless you tell the universe exactly what you want. I think this is so wrong. It’s awesome in theory, but it’s kind of egotistical.

1.) By saying you have the power to make the universe align with your wishes simply because you know what they are is  ridiculous because that’s like saying hey universe, I know you’ve been here for billions of years, but this is what I need for you to make happen for me. 2.) I think the best part of finding out what you truly want is by discovering it along the way.

And I still do want all of those things that I put on my poster. I would rather have love and friendships than anything else. That must be why I can never finish a vision board. Something in me will not let me do it. My insides are like, wait, just be surprised.

On the other hand, I can tell you things I would love to do with my career! But it’s because I don’t have to have an exact plan for them. I just know some steps that I should be working on to get there, but I don’t have to stress about it. I can try for them, but if I don’t create my own hilarious TV show or work with Seth Rogen, Jonah Hill,  and James Franco anytime soon, then it’s not the end of the world.   Who cares? I can  still be happy! (if i force myself)

Then there are things that the little girl inside of me is too shy to admit to want. Like my lifelong desire to actually write and direct movies like Quentin Tarrentino.

But the things I’ve been thinking about lately, the fantasy that I’ve conjured up in my head of the perfect way to spend my time if I could live any way I wished, would be to live  for the fuzzy memoried nights filled with art and conversation; the nights that I would be  surrounded by kindred spirits. Our lives co-mingling in a plane of existence that made us feel like we were truly living in the moment, and that moment mattered the most.

The nights that, although filled with hazy memories,  photographic evidence would later prove that we lived as true artists and wore hats only true artists can wear and whose layered bohemian attire was fashioned not from style, but from necessity, showcasing our ingenuity, originality, and creative spirits. Wine bottles would never be far from our lips; books of literature never far from our hands, and  the ideals of the Lost Generation never far from our minds.

We’d live like the 60’s, dress like the 20’s, and play music from all times.

We’d write parts for ourselves we always wanted to play. We’d recreate the roles we missed out on by being born too late, and we’d  find perfect lovers who would hurt us in all the right ways and leave us, inflicted with the type of emotional pain that one never truly recovers from. Like Hemingway and his nurse, we’ll be forced to learn that some heartbreaks simply become a part of who we are. Scars etched right beneath the surface, staining a once unblemished surface.

Some days the bleak, gray sky would beam in through the windows and sitting at the table we would look like Chekhovian characters. While other days we would look like an imitation of  an absurd dada performance,  complete with nonsensical dialogue.

The worlds we would live in would blur the lines of reality, fiction, sanity, and surrealism.

A fantasy complete with illusions and trickery of the mind, that, like a dream, is not possible to remain both conscious in and lucid for very long.


Hello World

Hello! Welcome welcome. Nice to see you. How’s your mom and them? Excellent. I’m here to today to expose myself, emotionally and creatively, I mean. You see I am an artist. I’m an actor, writer, creator, and human (at least as far as I know). And I want to share my story.

I guess I should tell you the basics. I’m Brooke. I live in Atlanta. I’m pursuing a career in acting.

I wanted to start a blog to talk about my journey in the acting world. For a long time I’ve wanted to, but I didn’t think I qualified. I have no agent. I have no real film credits. I’m not on IMDB, and I still haven’t picked out my “perfect” headshot.

I moved to Atlanta three years ago after graduating from college to pursue my “dream” of acting. I studied acting for four years, but when I got here I realized that I knew absolutely nothing about the industry. Or how to survive on my own. Since then a lot has happened. I’ve had numerous jobs I hated. I’ve wrecked my car, lost my dog of 15 years, broken my wrist which left me jobless and penniless. But I’ve also been a maid of honor in my best friends wedding, become a god mother, and made incredible new connections. So, yeah I’ve experienced a lot. And all of this while wanting to pursue acting.

But back to why I want to share my story with acting. I read the articles on backstage all the time. I’ve literally stayed up all night reading articles from Secret Agent Man. He’s my favorite. But sometimes when I read these articles, I just get frustrated. The authors have all been in the business for 20 plus years. They know what they are doing. They know what they are talking about which is great, but sometimes I just want to hear from someone who is like me, someone who is still trying trying to scratch the surface. I want to hear from someone who is actually struggling to survive, not someone who is financially secure and stable. I thought about that for awhile. In fact at the time I got this idea to blog about my own journey into acting I thought,” I want to hear from someone who has $1.79 in their bank account and doesn’t know what’s coming next.” And then it hit me! That’s me. I had 1.79 in my bank account, and maybe the blog I want to be reading is the blog I should be writing. So here goes. This is going to be my personal story, my personal experience as an actor, and as a person. Hope to see you there.