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

how to remember things

October 20th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Remember that one time this Summer when both the LA times and the NY times ran articles about The Cake within the span of a week, and it was completely insane and perhaps everything I’ve dreamt of / worked for, but I was  so engaged in the work and in life that I barely had time to appreciate it? NO? ME NEITHER.  IF ONLY I HAD SAVED THE ARTICLES AND THEN SPENT WAY TOO MUCH MONEY TO GET THEM FRAMED, ONLY AFTER QUESTIONING IF IT WAS NARCISSISTIC, BUT THEN DECIDING THAT IT WAS DEFINITELY WORTH COMMEMORATING.

OH WAIT NEVERMIND, I FORGOT, I DEFINITELY DID THAT

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how they get you

October 19th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Consumer: I would please like a bed frame to hold my bed off the ground.

Pleasant Furniture store: Great! Here’s a reasonably priced bed frame, to hold your bed.

Consumer: Great! Now, I would please like two nightstands that match the bed frame, so that when I enter my room at night, I feel that sweet sweet calm brought on by the order of having house things that match.

Pleasant Furniture store: No problem. We have matching nightstands too BUT THEY  COST MORE THAN THE BED FRAME ITSELF AND THAT IS  JUST FOR ONE OF THEM AND  YOU NEED TWO FOR YOUR FALSE SENSE OF ORDER AND BALANCE, HAHAHAHA YOU IDIOT, YOU ARE WEAK AND YOU ARE MINNNNEEEEEEEEE MUAHAHAHA

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Look at me / Don’t look at me

October 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Being that I almost have a grown up person house of my own, it is finally time for me to stop storing things at my parent’s house like a college freshman.  My Mom most recently shipped me my old  jewelry box full of cross necklaces and broken promise rings and this bracelet that I made in high school or perhaps middle school, which I think sums up my entire existence:

I think I thought it was ironic, to have someone Look at my Bracelet and see the word Look? (This bracelet of course brought to you by the budding playwright who, around the same time, wrote a play called Happen in which nothing Happens.) Or maybe, if we go deeper, I just wanted to be looked at, then horrified at the idea that I was being looked at, but then devastated if no one was looking.  Is this the quintessential teenage person experience, or is this perhaps just THE BEING A PERSON EXPERIENCE?

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books on books on books

October 17th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have procured Harold Bloom’s ‘How to Read and Why’ for reading purposes, because I have a feeling that while I read, I’m don’t read well enough / retain enough of it (probably because I’m either skimming articles so that I can say that I’ve read them or reading right before bed)  but mostly so that I can SAY THAT I AM READING A BOOK ON HOW TO READ and just snuggle deep into the folds of those layers.

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Empty / Full

October 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nearly one entire year ago, I bought this jar of Sorghum molasses from a roadside store in the NC mountains. We’d been married for two days and ten minutes. NOW NEARLY 365 DAYS LATER OMG TIME, It is finally cashed, as they say in France. Avoiding work and stress, I’ve turned the jar into countless cookies / memories / breads / apologies / gifts / thanks yous / carbs, just in general. The jar now appears to be empty, but it actually holds a whole year lived, 100 things not written. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES, MOLASSES, AND OF COURSE ALSO THE PROCRASTINATION!

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why to invent a time machine

October 15th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

There are many reasons to invent a time machine, including but not limited to stopping my cousin from walking in on me changing into my bathing suit at the family reunion that one time,  murdering Hitler, checking out my Great-grandparents just to see that if it’s true that I’m  genetically pre-disposed to being overweight, and just curiosity, in general. But mostly it’s to BE IN THE PLANTER’S CORPORATE OFFICE CONFERENCE ROOM AT THE EXACT MOMENT THAT SOMEONE CAME UP WITH NUT-TRITION.

What happened after the person said it? Was it met with — skepticism? Did anyone say, no, it’s too obvious, it will never work! Or did everyone slap themselves across their own faces and shout WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF IT FIRST? IT’S SO OBVIOUS! IT’S RIGHT THERE! STUPID BARBARA! TWELVE YEARS IN ADVERTISING AND YOU DON’T SEE NUT-TRITION?! Did the person then stand on the conference table, take a long and solemn bow, then retire? Or are they still in an office somewhere, trying to top their last triumph? (HINT TO PERSON:  YOU NEVER WILL)

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you can take the girl out of North Carolina

October 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

BUT YOU CAN’T STOP THE GIRL FROM HAVING SOME SORT OF FIT IN HER LOCAL TRADER JOES IN LOS ANGELES IN WHICH SHE SHOUTS OKRA!!!!!!!!! WHEN SHE DISCOVERS THAT SAID TRADER JOES HAS SUDDENLY STARTED CARRYING OKRA CHIPS

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OW MY HEART 

October 13th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I don’t care how long you’ve known each other / how many vows you’ve made to each other / how many moments you’ve made together / how often the two of you talk to your cat at great length like he’s a third person in the room who deserves equal attention and respect: YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE A PERSON UNTIL YOU SEE THAT PERSON WHEELED AWAY IN A HOSPITAL BED WHILE YOU STAND THERE HOLDING THEIR UNDERWEAR IN A BAG. 

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HOW TO KNOW YOU’RE DOING TOO MUCH

October 12th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Your husband is getting his gall bladder removed, and taking care of him / nursing him back to health sounds BEAUTIFUL AND CALMING AND RELAXING, and you both can’t wait to sit and not do anything for three days except maybe watch TV and eat dry toast with the singular focus of healing.

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re: how contractor’s kids go to college

October 11th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Contractor: Sorry, we have to rip a bunch of gaping holes in the walls all throughout the house that you guys just bought with all of the money you’ve ever had and then some.

Us:….Okay, why?

Contractor: To fix all of the faulty electrical work so that you don’t all die in a house fire which would, you know, be kind of lame, given how hard you have worked to obtain said house, and you know, life.

Us:….Okay, sounds good, let’s do it. Rip them holes, fix them wires.

Contractor: It will cost ten grand.

Us: OW. OKAY.

(A month later)

Contractor: Okay, the wires are fixed!

Us: AMAZING, THANK YOU!

Contractor: Would you like me to….close the gaping holes in the wall that I made all throughout your house?

Us:….Uh…Yes?

Contractor: THAT WILL BE TEN THOUSAND MORE DOLLARS MU HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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