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

hunger (?)

May 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m currently working with a nutritionist, because lately, I can’t seem to stop myself from eating entire bags of goldfish and washing it down with nine bottles of wine which for SOME REASON is affecting my energy levels DON’T KNOW WHY, but also because, I have issues with food that stem back to the fact that I used to feel like food had to be Finished or it was Wasted, and the fact that I wasn’t raised with junk food and so I fetishized it, and also the fact that I thought that bugs lived inside of bagels, which, side note, has never stopped me from eating them.

Yesterday, my nutritionist asked me, when was the last time you were hungry? And I honestly couldn’t remember, though I do spend a fair amount of worrying about being hungry and preventing said future hunger.  She explained that Real hunger is pain in the gut, a rumbling emptiness. Perceived hunger can actually be just thirst, or it can be emotional hunger, it can be hunger for Affirmation or Stimulation or Hug.  I am so disconnected from actual hunger because my the given circumstances of my life keep me from it, grant me the privilege to wander through grocery stores, thinking about all the things I shouldn’t eat, flipping off boxes of cheese crackers, while there are actual hungry people, all over the world, who don’t waste brain and life space hating themselves because they ate a skittle, because they’re too busy being actually hungry, because of the given circumstances of their own lives.  How about next time I perceive hunger, instead of the 17 Lara Bars or whatever thing has been marketed to me because I go on hikes sometimes, I take in that sobering fact, instead? AND WHERE IS THE CHARITY THAT IS TAKING THE EXTRA LARA BARS FROM THE WOMEN WITH FOOD ISSUES AND GIVING THEM TO ACTUAL HUNGRY PEOPLE? AM I A CLICHE OF MYSELF YET? GREAT, OFF TO SNORT SOME BEE POLLEN

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one woman’s leftover easter Honey Ham

April 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

….is another woman (read: self)’s ALSO LEFTOVER HONEY HAM, and subsequently, SOUPZ.

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CAKE FOR EVERYONE, EVER

March 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Something insane and wonderful is happening. The Cake is being produced everywhere all of the time, or least, getting more productions of a single play than I have ever had in my career. (Also, I counted, and I’ve been working as a playwright for 12 years, so I feel like I can now make sweeping declarations and end them with, ‘in my career.’) I feel like this wonderful thing might never happen again, and so I feel like celebrating / documenting, sharing when and where the play is happening, and also sharing ALL OF THESE BEAUTIFUL PICTURES OF CAKES / HAVE FUN LICKING YOUR SCREEN.

April 8-May 20 2018 in Chicago, Rivendell Theater

June 6-24 2018 at Tantrum Theater in Dublin, Ohio

June 1-July 1 2018 at The Alley Theater in Houston, TX, with Faith Prince reprising the roll of Della! There’s no poster yet, so here’s our happy mugs:

June 21-July 15 2018  in the Berkshires, at Barrington Stage

July 6-29th 2018 at the Contemporary American Theater Festival in West Virginia

September 10-October 21st 2018 atthe Geffen in LA! Re-mount of the best OG production there ever was, staring these fine folk:

2019 DON’T BE HUNGRY GRL, YOU GET CAKE TOO.

April 5-28th 2019 at Asolo Rep in Sarasota, Florida

Feb 6-March 10th 2019 at Salt Lake Acting Company in Salt Lake City, Utah

AND THEN SOME OTHER EXCITING PLACES THAT I’M NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO SHARE YET.  This is the first play I’ve written that I’ve truly felt that people need to see.  I think I somehow managed to write something healing, which we so badly need right now. It’s not a perfect play, it will need to change as I change, as the world changes, but — I put something good out there, which is all I can try to do. And the fact that so many people are going to see it my attempt at Good makes me so happy that my insides are carrot cake, my skin is cream cheese frosting, my heart is a walnut tucked deep inside.

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All I wanna do, is plate some food

March 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes (all of the time) (particularly when I’m on hiatus) there is nothing more satisfying than spending way too much time preparing and plating dinner, like even pulling out the fun plates and placemats and napkins from the wedding registry that you thought you’d never use, and then laying it all out and presenting it to your husband like a five year old who cleaned their room but really just put their pillow on their bed. I PRESENT TO YOU, almond crusted rainbow trout with sides of swiss chard and my deep need to be complimented!

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truly ideal scenario

March 21st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

PLS SEND HELP STOP

STUCK IN NYC DURING SNOW STORM WITH ONLY MY FAVORITE SNACK AND ENTIRE PLAY TO REWRITE STOP

JK SEND NOTHING I’VE NEVER BEEN BETTER STOP

EXCEPT MAYBE SEND MORE SNACKS AND NEVER STOP

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challenges of parenting (?)

March 13th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I imagine there are a lot of really hard things about raising kids, like ‘instilling moral code’ and ‘keeping them from running in front of cars’ and ‘ ‘explaining to them what death is’ but HOW DO YOU NOT EAT ALL OF THEIR GOLDFISH CRACKERS? NO, I’M REALLY ASKING, PARENTS, HOW IS IT THAT YOU DO NOT JUST NEGLECT ALL PARENTING AND INSTEAD JUST EAT ALL OF THEIR GOLDFISH

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working memoir title game

March 7th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

To most thoroughly know oneself, it’s important to have a working list of possible titles for your memoir. It is in fact one of my favorite games, to add ‘….The Bekah Brunstetter Story’ to  the end of some insane thing that I think or say, or to do the same for my friends. Currently, the working title of my memoir is “I  Can’t have Chips in the House (NO SERIOUSLY IF EVEN IF YOU HIDE THEM IN A PLACE THAT I CAN’T SEE OR REACH I WILL SOMEHOW KNOW THEY ARE THERE, LIKE I WILL FEEL THE CHIPS IN MY SOUL AND SO HELP ME GOD I WILL FIND THEM AND EAT THEM BEFORE YOU CAN SAY WHO ATE THOSE CHIPS I HID FROM BEKAH?) — The  Bekah Brunstetter Story.” PLAY ALONG TODAY!

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how to work out after work

March 1st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

  • Tell yourself you’re going to work out after work
  • Wear workout pants to work
  • Spend the whole day talking any opportunity to mention to any available coworker that you are going to work out after work
  • Get home, remove workout pants, eat meatballs
  • Get up to get more meatballs, walk back to couch
  • Congrats, you have worked out

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MUFFINDEMPTION

February 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Noun: to avoid all work that one has been contracted to do and instead make muffins to make up for the last time you made muffins and they weren’t that great; to compensate for muffin shame. More specifically, MAPLE BANANA WALNUT MUFFINDEMPTION.

 

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say what hurts

February 21st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on I’m learning everything I’ve ever needed to know in life from A Chef’s Table: I just watched the episode on Francis Mallman, a  chef who cooks all of his food over Fire on a remote island in Patagonia (which, turns out, is NOT just a brand of luxury action wear for people who rarely go outside.) Watching his episode, I found myself at times annoyed by him,  tho all of the time wanting to eat his food, and ultimately, I was taken by his attitude towards life. These words, in particular (and I’m definitely paraphrasing:)

As you get older, you don’t want to be with people that you don’t want to be around. I had a friend, we were very close. We grew apart. He said to me, Francis, you don’t like me anymore! I said no, it’s just that we have nothing to say to each other. The things you have to say no longer interest me. Our lives are different, now. And I think that is a big part of life, saying the true things, even if they hurt. 

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