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

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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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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TOO MUCH

May 9th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I think this email I just received is a perfect example of exactly what is wrong with the (my) world right now.

WHY DO I NEED TO WORRY ABOUT WHETHER OR NOT I’M SHOWERING AT THE RIGHT TIME?! AND WOULD IT REALLY ACTUALLY BE THAT BIG OF A DEAL IF I HAPPENED TO BE SHOWERING AT THE WRONG TIME? WHY SHOULD I EVEN WORRY ABOUT THIS? WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR AN EMAIL THING THAT JUST NEEDLES INTO MY SAFE PLACE WITH ABSURD QUESTIONS? AND WHY CAN’T I BRING MYSELF TO UNSUBSCRIBE FROM IT THUS FREEING MYSELF FROM ITS CLAWS? AND ARE THESE EMAILS ACTUALLY THE REASON BEHIND MY INCURABLE DISEASE IN WHICH I TYPE IN ALL CAPS MOST OF THE TIME?

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why I need a uniform

May 5th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes, or, if I’m being honest, ALL OF THE TIME, I spend more time than I should thinking about what I should wear to a thing. I place a lot of value on outside appearances and neglect the interior. It trickles down even to my idea of what clean is. If a kitchen LOOKS clean, it is clean. No dishes in the sink but like quiet, secret pools of old chicken juice pushed under the dishwasher. A while back, I found this letter in a box of things at my parents’ house. I wrote it to Seventeen Magazine when I was 13 or so, for a ‘tell us why you need a Makeover’ type contest.

It is so sad and horrifying that I guess it’s also a little bit funny, but I keep it a picture of it saved on my desktop to remind myself that there’s some part of me that, for whatever reason, was trapped in this shallow loop at a young age, and that now I am an adult, and I can step out of this loop and just be a person who just wears the same thing every day, a uniform over her thoughts.

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the rewrite

April 15th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m in the middle of re-working a movie I wrote a few years ago. Rewriting pulls out the lose threads of my brain and makes everything, my Face, my Self, the World, feel unstable and wrong. WERE I TO SELECT AN IMAGE, IT IN FACT LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE THIS:

Imagine each piece of yarn is either a character or moment or my own self-loathing and doubt or a TIGHT FRENCH BRAID OF ALL OF IT. The goal, of course, after a certain amount of wading through and tripping over and choking on the mess, is this:

And then naturally, this.

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I spy with my little sty

April 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

So for weeks there’s been weird stuff going on with my left eye that has finally morphed into a sty monster of sorts.  And for all of these weeks, I have been pretty much completely ignoring the accumulating symptoms, other than occasionally noting them to Morrison. Instead I have been worrying and obsessing about much grander things.  I am so consumed by thoughts about large things that are basically out of my control that I neglect to notice something happening right in front of me, or rather,  on my face. I’m using my eyes to take in data that I turn into worry and stress and I don’t even stop for a moment to take stock of the faulty equipment. I’m sure that Buddha or Gwyneth Paltrow has some fine reflective phrase about this. Probably something like: take care of your physical self so that you’re able to face (or even SEE) the storms ahead of you, imagined or otherwise.

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Juice for Dayz

March 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am embarking on a three day Juice Cleanse because why not, because clearing out the pipes before my body battles the attitude in Peru.  I can’t decide what’s most upsetting about this juice cleanse: that I’m now a person who thinks to do this, that I’m a person who applies the word ‘embark’ to ‘juice cleanse,’ how much I paid for it, or the fact that I’m only going to drink juice and juice only for three god-given days. I’m guessing it’s a combination of all three upsetting things combined into one brownish elixir of health and self satisfaction. MAYBE I’LL DRINK THAT, TOO.

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with alacrity

March 24th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I woke up REALLY needing to find a picture of the book I learned words from as a kid, and HERE IT BE:

I think this was all of elementary school, opening this owl and shoving its contents into my head. I was always good at memorizing, not so much internalizing. And so when my vocabulary sort of froze at the age, of, what, 24? Is that when the brain stops growing? I ended up with a moderate but far from impressive collection of words. I know no fancy synonyms for moderate or impressive. For a writer, my arsenal is limited. When I read I do so with Dictionary. But every now and then, I meet a word that I like, and it sticks in my head like gum I can’t see. And so I try and trot it out, and it’s usually awkward like trying to make a friend as a grown up, HOW IS YOUR LIFE TODAY, PERSON? But if I persevere (a word that I know ONLY because I have a cousin named Perseverance) I can normalize it and stop saying it surrounded by question marks, like I’m on stage at a spelling bee. And so today, I declare to you, I will use my new words with alacrity, which is just a sharp and beautiful little word that I always say in my normal life, by which I mean, with willingness and cheerfulness.

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matcha tearrific

March 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

A few months ago on set,  I clocked that both Milo and Mandy were both drinking a creepy yet fascinating bright green beverage from a bottle. When you see beautiful famous people doing an odd thing, it’s best to ask them what it is as it’s most likely contributing to their beauty. They informed me it was matcha tea. As I do with 98% of the information I take in on a daily basis, I promptly forgot about it. Cut to a few weeks ago, I spotted it a box of it in the grocery store, and decided to 1.) purchase it  2.) figure out what it is. Matcha tea comes from Japan, from young green tea leaves, and is super high in antioxidants, has crazy cancer fighting and prevention skills, promotes focus AND calm, and boosts energy AND metabolism. I’ve had a cup every day this week but I can’t tell if it’s working. Here’s a casual picture of me from this morning when I got out of bed.

IS IT WORKING?

NO?

NEVER MIND THEN BACK TO WINE AND TOTS

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re: Accessibility

March 9th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me as little as two years ago: “I put my email address on my blog because I really like to be able to share plays upon request, and answer questions, and in general just be very accessible as opposed to mysterious and hard to reach.” Bekah as little as two years ago, let me be the first to say, aw, that is so sweet, and you are so cute. Me today: “AHHHH MORRISON PLEASE HELP ME TAKE MY EMAIL ADDRESS OFF MY BLOG, AS MUCH AS I WOULD LOVE TO HELP EVERY THEATER STUDENT, no but really I would love that,  IF I GET ONE MORE POLITE REQUEST FOR A PIECE OF MY BRAIN  I AM GOING TO DIG A HOLE IN THE GROUND FOR ME TO CRAWL INTO WHILE SOBBING

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