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

OH, HI!

January 24th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

From the Kilroy’s retreat in Ojai! We are plotting world domination / snacking / petting dogs.

I would like to go on record as the 9,869,342nd person to ever make that joke. OH, HI!

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Life is fine

January 23rd, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, I like this poem.

I went down to the river,

I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn’t a-been so high
I might’ve jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I’m still here livin’,
I guess I will live on.
I could’ve died for love–
But for livin’ I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry–
I’ll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

Langston Hughes

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Brooke Pancake Signs Deal With Waffle House

January 22nd, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I heard this headline on NPR this AM and nearly drove off the ROAD. Guys, turns out there is a pro golfer lady named Brooke Pancake, and she is the new face of the Waffle House. I guess the Waffle House CEO was like GUYS I HAVE THE BEST IDEA. I KNOW PEOPLE KEEP GETTING MURDERED IN OUR PARKING LOTS, BUT LETS TURN THIS AROUND, MKAY?

Here she is.

Is this her real name? What was her childhood like? Does she like pancakes? Does she sometimes skip breakfast? Does she have a small storage space full of pancake things friends have given her for Christmas? If she got married would she keep her name? Does she have a small dog named Lil Pancake? Is she happy? Is she real?

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take aways from the State of the Union

January 21st, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Why not to tan / How to elegantly express displeasure:

How to smile knowingly / how to sneak looks at your friend’s crotch:

How to platonically hold hands with friends:

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VOY A MADRID!

January 20th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I booked my ticket to go see tiny little baby brother Dan in Madrid next month! He’s studying law there for a semester, and I am going to join him for Paella, wandering, and really bad spanish. When I did my European solo vision quest, at the ripe of age of 22*, I skipped Spain, so I am so stoked that I  finally get to go, and also that I get some sister y brother time with Dan.  Estoy muy emocionado! Me encanta el traductor de google!  Donde seta el pescado?

* THAT WAS TEN YEARS AGO. Had my life taken a different path, I could have, like, A TEN YEAR OLD CHILD right now. What I have instead:

- a very nice set of pastel knives

- a wafflemaker

- nice slippers

- a watering can

- a ticket to Spain

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I’lllllllll TAKE it!

January 19th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

The Veruca Salt gals told me I look like the brunette sister from First Aid Kit, a Swedish sister singer songwriter duo. So, being obsessed with myself, and curious about how my face is perceived by other humans, I googled them:

BEKAH, IS THAT YOU?

I think it’s kind of true? More importantly, I am now obsessed with them: their hats, their harmony, their assorted dresses and sweaters, their Fleet Foxes covers. Check them (me) out!

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sister knives!!!

January 18th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Blaine and Carrie and I have this thing where whenever we see each other, we note the new things we have accumulated, be they purses or facewash or sweaters or KNIVES, and then get the thing for ourselves. Once we know that a sister has the thing, and that it has the sister stamp of approval, we then acquire the thing. Most recently, Blaine has a really cute set of colored knives for whimsical chopping and so I needed them, too.

LOOK AT THEM. ARE YOU LOOKING?

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A CUTER SET OF KNIVES IN YOUR LIFE?! HAVE YOU?! No, you have NOT.

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how to leave without leaving

January 17th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

After a tough week, Jammerson and I got the heck outta dodge, and went to the Getty, a beautiful museum complex seated on a hill above the city. I’ve somehow never been, even though I’ve lived here over two years (WHAT?! THAT’S TRUE.)  It’s kind of like stepping out of your life and onto another planet where the breeze is perfect and there are adorable Asian children everywhere.  Today was super clear and smogless:  an ideal day for gazing, contemplating the Big Questions, like: are painters less driven / gifted now, since the craft is no longer as valued? and I wonder if there are Sandwiches somewhere?, and spacing out, in general.

Without even really knowing what I needed or was looking for today, I found it all.

These busts of ‘Ideal Women’:

My next Bed:

And quality time with this guy.

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Re: White

January 16th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

On the whitey Mcwhiteness of the Oscar nominations  this year: my buddy Dan Kitrosser, who I used to teach with at Writopia,  just posted the wonderful thing below — about the responsibility we have as writers, to include diverse characters in our scripts. When I write characters that venture outside of my own race or  socio-economic group,  I always feel even more vulnerable than I would if what I wrote was just embarrassingly personal. I run the risk of a reader or audience saying, well, you do not know what you’re talking about, you have not lived or felt this, so stop trying. But isn’t there something universally true about being a human being in a situation, regardless of race? Well….yes. But — surely there are things that I could NEVER fully understand. But then again:  isn’t it worth that risk? To do the research, and at least  try?

What Dan had to say:

I had a student this summer whose father was from tibet and whose mother was from china. She started to write a play and the characters names were Eric and Lisa and the play was quite boring. I asked her why the characters had names like Eric and Lisa and not names like those in her family. She said that ‘regular people’ wouldn’t be able to pronounce names from her tradition. And I told her that I had a lot of asian actor friends who would love to have roles written for them (not that they couldn’t play Lisa or Eric of course but still Lisa and Eric are more likely to be cast by white actors if they are not specified as anything else, a sad truth). And so she changed the main character’s name to Rayna and wrote a beautiful play and Writopia Lab cast a wonderful south-asian actress and it was wonderful.

It is not just up to 10 year old south-asian girls to see themselves as regular, it is up to all of us in the creative arts to create roles that both every actor can play and roles for every actor. Please, my fellow writers, directors, producers and casting directors, let’s take this ridiculous emblem of a pearly white (and boring) oscar line-up to push ourselves to write characters from all walks of life. Let’s risk getting something wrong about a character’s background in the pursuit of making them visible and let’s rely on the wisdom and care of our collaborators to nudge us away from assumption and closer to truth. Let’s risk being called racist as we try to create a story where tribes intersect and let’s make work for all of our friends, such that the phrase ‘regular people’ doesn’t refer to white people, but to boring people who get nominated for oscars.

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These instead!

January 15th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I COULD get placemats from Ikea, OR I could find some on Etsy, handmade by people on the autism spectrum, with proceeds going to straight to their pockets, and to supplies for the creation of more awesome things. Bittersweet Arts is the company.  I like them. I also like aligning my needs* with someone else’s.

*I also don’t want to talk about how I just called placemats a Need.

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