bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

squatstetters

May 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am very bad at squats but I keep trying to not be bad at them. Some people do them like they spent their entire womb-life squatting, like they are actually followed around by a series of invisible chairs, but I do them desperately, like I’m constantly falling, like I was born without muscle. But instead of being upset about my poor form and utter lack of athleticism, it makes me kind of happy, because I recently discovered that my brothers can’t do squats, either. We are just all genetically pre-disposed to not doing squats, for whatever reason. Not only is this a remarkable excuse for squatting like I’m pooping really cold play doh, it also just reminds me that I have three brothers, and no matter where we all are, we are connected, and we are the same, and we cannot squat.

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wordgiver

May 26th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

A synonym for playwright is wordgiver. We sit in rehearsal and watch the actors read scenes, and if we watch closely, we can actually feel the moments when they wish they had more or different words. It’s the playwright’s job to spot those moments and ask the actors, do you need words there? Because I just to happen to have a few of them, and then also find the right ones, and when you do, and the actor feels like they now have the words to match how they’re feeling, that is a play. Other synonyms include momentmaker, hairchewer, snackeater, and of course feelingshaver.

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EYE’M MAD

May 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

DEAR WOMEN WHO CAN SEE:

DON’T WEAR GLASSES THAT YOU DON’T ACTUALLY NEED TO SEE JUST BECAUSE THEY LOOK COOL. IT IS INSULTING TO PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY NEED GLASSES, LIKE TO SEE, WHICH IS THE POINT OF GLASSES. IT’S LIKE DECIDING TO ROCK A WHEELCHAIR EVEN THOUGH YOU DON’T NEED IT TO WALK JUST BECAUSE IT MATCHES YOUR NEW FUN HIGH TOPS. VISUAL IMPAIRMENT IS AN ACTUAL THING.

SINCERELY,

OTHERWISE COMPLETELY ABLE BODIED PERSON WITH BAD EYES

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you wear what you eat

May 24th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes, purely for my own glee and relaxation,  I google a random thing and Dress and just look at the pictures. Bacon dress. Car dress. Infinity dress. Question dress. Today: Salad dress:

VOW RENEWAL ANYONE? ANYONE? NO? K I’LL JUST BE OVER HERE EATING MY BRA

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two birds / one drive

May 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes my impulse to multi-task borders on completely insane. Case in point, this morning, while driving to work, instead of putting on music or the news I decided to just drive in silence so as to not add to the noise in my head. And then I thought, oh, is this meditative? And then I thought, oh, maybe instead of finding time to meditate in the day because like who even has time for that, I could do so while driving to work. And then I realized  one should not meditate while driving, because one is driving, and is engaged in things like seeing, and also DRIVING.

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Corporate sponsorship 

May 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter


HUGE NEWS, WORLD! The world premiere of my play the Cake is sponsored in part by Cheerwine, by which I mean someone from the Echo theater had  to drive to someplace like Redondo Beach or something to a beverage shipping center of some kind to pick up these donated cases of nostalgic nectar. Audiences members from all over LA county will get to ask WAIT WHAT’S CHEERWINE and then discover that it’s the actual drink feeling of riding your bike home from the pool barefoot before the thunderstorm gets in. Also you can put whiskey in it.  

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You’ve outdone yourself 

May 21st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

One of my favorite things about hanging out with Julien, other than hanging out with Julien, is the fact that she is the only person that I know who is even more psychotically fixated on time management and doing secret surprise things for others than myself. Being around her normalizes me and it makes it seem like EVERYONE is constantly in their head calculating when we should leave and or how to surprise someone with their favorite thing. I get to sit back and be the receiver instead of the doer, like this casual parfait that she carefully constructed this morning, one for everyone, after waking up at seven to clean and slice fruits and frenetically pack things and just be wonderful, just in general. 

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oh, honey

May 20th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

As I get older, I become more and more aware of things like time, consequences,  and all of the stuff from the grocery store that I am supposed to put on my face so as to keep my skin looking young. Apparently one of these things is honey, and also greek yogurt, so just basically you put your breakfast on your face and then just let it slide off into your lap and then you know, just go from there. The best part of imagining putting honey all over my face is the fact that IT’S BEE VOMIT, which I always forget. Please, every time you drip it into your tea / rub it on your face / gently lather it over just toast, REMEMBER THAT IT’S PUKE.

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Three girls / one height 

May 19th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter


I somehow managed to make myself three wonderous friends who are all the EXACT. SAME. HEIGHT. Convenient for pictures, ADORABLE FOREVER. 

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the capsule wardrobe

May 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, I capsuled my wardrobe, which is a thing that women are now doing to their clothes. Women with arguably excess income (me) tend to sometimes (everyday) fill some unnamable void they feel with a new clothing item that they will probably never wear, or only wear once and feel dissatisfied because, in fact, sweaters do not solve larger existential problems, unless it’s a really good cashmere. Not only is the underlying emotional issue behind the purchase not addressed, it is a horrible waste of money and time that gives me great anxiety when I really think about it. Enter the capsule wardrobe, in which you basically get rid of most of your clothes and limit yourself to about 40 items that you really love to wear, that are made well, or madewell, that you feel good while wearing, and you just wear those things, which is to say, HOW MEN ALREADY TREAT THEIR CLOTHES. Getting rid of stuff felt liberating, empowering, and definitely only happened immediately after I dropped 200 bucks on new clothes that I decided were the only clothes I ever needed to wear. I AM FREE!

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